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Celebs of choice in this story are Emma Stone and Selena Gomez. The codes are (MF, FF, cons, oral). Go fuck yourself and go read something else if you dislike those codes or want something more. Or better yet, write it yourself.
Opening my eyes I turned my head and saw her. She was on her stomach, with one arm under her head and the other draped over the side of the bed. The sheet that was covering her was pushed down to her waist, exposing the curves of her back and the swell of her breasts pressing into the bed.
Turning onto my side I propped my head up on my hand so I could look at her as she slept. Unable to resist touching her I reached over and brushed some hair out of her face, tucking them behind her ear. The motion must have been just enough to wake her up because her head started to move a moment before her eyes started to slowly open.
“What time is it?” Kate Upton asked me, using the hand that had been under her head to wipe the sleep out of her eyes.
“A little after seven,” I said, turning my head to look at the clock on the table on my side of the bed.
“You should’ve woken me up earlier if you wanted to play,” Kate said, sliding her legs out of bed and sitting up on the edge with her back to me. Reaching down she picked up her bra and panties from where they’d been discarded before we’d gotten into bed. “Now I have to go back to my hotel and get a shower and pack up my stuff to go back to New York.”
The night after our little encounter at the party I’d stopped by Kate’s hotel like she’d told me to. And apparently my performance on both nights had been impressive because a couple weeks later out of the blue she’d shown up at my door. When I opened it she’d grabbed me and started dragging towards a room. Then when I’d informed her that she was dragging me towards my roommate Tom’s room, she’d changed course and allowed me to lead her to my room.
Now two months later we’d fallen into a definite pattern. She’d come to town for a day or two every couple weeks or so and at some point we’d wind having at least one night of wild crazy sex before she left to go back to New York or to some other locale for a shoot or something.
I really liked Kate and I knew she really liked me, but both of us knew full well that there were no strings attached whatsoever. Even without the entire country sitting between us I knew Kate wasn’t the type of girl I’d end up with and I had a feeling she felt pretty much the same way I did. But she was gorgeous and her boobs never failed to captivate me no matter what she was doing.
At the moment she had her bra and panties on and was pulling her pants up her legs. As she got them up to her thighs she gave a little bounce as she pulled them up over her ass and my brain nearly stopped working as tits bounced in the cups of her bra.
“Oh no you don’t, you had your chance,” Kate said, seeing the look in my eyes. “If you wanted to play you should’ve woken me up instead of watching me sleep.”
“You can shower here,” I said, hoping she’d consider sticking around for another hour or so until I had to leave for work. “Tom’s not here so you don’t have to worry about him ‘accidentally’ walking in on you or anything.”
My roommate, Tom, had been talked into going to a family thing with his parents and some other members of his family. I think mostly it was because there were a couple cousins that he was pretty close with that he hadn’t seen in a while that he wanted to hang out with. He’d even scowled at me when I’d told him to say hi to his cousin, Donna, that he knew I’d always thought was hot.
“I’d love to shower here, but then you’d want to join me, and then I’d need another shower, and then you’re late for work and I’m missing my flight,” Kate sighed dramatically as she bent down to pick up her shirt off the floor.
“Maybe you’re right,” I said, not bothering to grab my clothes as I slipped out of bed.
“That’s not fair,” Kate complained as I walked naked to the bedroom door.
One thing I’d learned from our first night together, Kate liked my body. I worked out a few times a week to keep it looking halfway decent, but I’d never really considered myself overly muscular. Mostly just long and lean with some nice definition in the important parts, but for some reason she always seemed to want to run her fingers across my stomach or chest.
“Hey, you’re the one bouncing those boobs around in my face while telling me no,” I said, grinning at her as I reminded her that as much as she liked my chest, I was sure I liked hers even more.
“I really have to go,” Kate whined as she pulled her shirt on.
“Fine, but I’m warning you that I’m really going regret not waking you up on time,” I said dramatically, grabbing a shirt and a pair of clean boxers out of my dresser. “If you think you can live with yourself for making feel such levels of regret, then go ahead and forget about me.”
“I’ll be fine,” Kate said, smirking as I put on some clothes. “But I should be back for a shoot in a week or ten days, so I’ll make it up to you then. Besides, don’t you have to get ready for work/”
“Speaking of which,” I said as my phone rang and I recognized my boss’s number.
“I’ll see you in a few days,” Kate said, giving me a peck on the cheek before slipping out of the room.
“Hello Linda,” I said, answering the phone. “What have you got for me on this fine morning?”
Since graduating and becoming full time my days had started been starting earlier and earlier. I still didn’t have to get up and go to work as early as most of the world but without having to schedule work around morning classes it was no longer unusual for me to receive my day’s assignment over the phone if it was pressing enough.
“Well, as you know, the Spider-Man premiere is tonight and I was going to have you work the red carpet. You know, do some interviews with the attendees as they walk past for a segment on tomorrow’s show,” Linda responded. “And I was going to send Richie to follow Emma Stone around for a few hours today for a segment, but it seems Emma has requested you specifically handle it. You’re supposed to meet her at her lawyer’s office in an hour.”
As Linda said it I couldn’t quite read her voice. It sounded like there was some surprise in there that someone, anyone, would ask for me. But I thought I caught a little something else in there, almost like she was proud or something.
“Hopping in the shower now,” I said.
“I’ll have Sam meet you there to run the camera,” Linda said before hanging up.
+ * + * +
Walking through the doors at Clarkson, Stone, Stewart, and Anderson I saw Emma talking to a woman in her early 40s with shoulder length blonde hair. As I approached Emma smiled but when I opened my arms for a hug she looked at me funny.
“Hi mom,” I said, hugging the woman Emma was talking to.
“I told you my son was handsome, didn’t I?” my mom asked, patting me on the back
“Very handsome,” Emma agreed before turning her attention to me. “So, are you ready to go?”
“So, is this your new girlfriend that you’re apparently spending so much time with?” my mom asked me.
“She’s just a friend mom,” I responded.
“Then when are you going to bring your girlfriend around to meet me?” she asked.
“I don’t have a girlfriend,” I sighed.
“That’s not what Tom says,” my mom said
A few weeks ago when Kate had been over I’d made the mistake of leaving my phone unattended when my mom had called. Tom had answered and, feeling mischievous, he’d proceeded to tell her that I was too busy spending time with a girl to come to the phone. So for the last few weeks I’d been fielding questions from my mom about this new girl in my life and when she was going to get to meet her. Sometimes I wanted to strangle Tom.
“To Tom anything that lasts more than a couple days is a serious relationship,” I said, trying not to roll my eyes.
“Are you talking about the girl at the party you met a couple months ago?” Emma asked, grinning as I glared at her.
“You’re not helping,” I hissed.
“It was great meeting you, Danny’s mom, but we really have to get going,” Emma said, shaking her hand.
“She’s not your girlfriend but you let her call you Danny?” my mom pointed out.
Very few people call me Danny anymore. As a kid a lot of people called me Danny but by high school I’d made the switch to the full Daniel or just Dan, and really only my mom still called me Danny. The other exception was I hadn’t objected in the least to Taylor calling me Danny, which is probably where Emma had picked it up.
“There’s Sam with the camera, so time to work,” I said, pointing to where Sam was waiting outside the doors. “I’ll call you in the morning if I have time. If I don’t, I’ll try to stop by this weekend.”
“She’s nice,” Emma said when we’d finally broken away from my mom’s orbit.
“Until you come home drunk past curfew, then she’ll open up a can of whoop ass on you,” I said, making Emma laugh. “So, what’s the itinerary for the day?”
“Well, I have a meeting with my agent to pick up some scripts, then some time in the gym, then I was thinking some lunch. After that I need to pick out a dress for the premiere tonight,” Emma said, leading us to her car.
“To your agent’s office then,” I said, making sure Sam got into the back of the car before sliding into the passenger’s seat.
+ * + * +
“Just take a seat, I’ll be back in a few minutes,” Emma said when we walked into the office of her agent.
As Sam and I took seats Emma was waved through by the receptionist. Having seen firsthand how “a few minutes” is judged by entertainment types at my mom’s law firm I couldn’t decide whether to wait it out by staring at the ceiling or give in and read a magazine. Ultimately I decided on a copy of Sports Illustrated that was only a few months old.
I probably should’ve stuck with the ceiling though because true to her word Emma emerged with a handful of scripts mere minutes later. I’d barely gotten halfway through an article about the Cardinals winning the World Series when Sam kicked my foot to get my attention.
“Need a hand with those?” I asked as I stood up.
“Such a gentleman,” Emma commented even though she waved me off.
“Next time you see my mom, make sure to mention it so she doesn’t think she raised a complete heathen every time I drink milk straight from the carton,” I said, opening the door for her.
“There you go again, being all gentlemanly and stuff. If you keep it up I might have to rethink letting Taylor have you,” Emma said as she walked through the open door.
“If I promise to stare at your ass all the way to the car, would that make you feel better about my skeeviness and convince you I’m not a complete gentleman?” I asked her as I fell into step behind her.
“Maybe only down to the lobby,” Emma answered as we packed into the elevator. “If you get too sleazy then I might not want my friend dating you. It’s a real fine line to walk.”
“Can I at least check you out a couple times at the gym when you’re in tight workout clothes?” I asked her as we rode down to the lobby.
“I don’t see why not, I’m sure I’ll check you out a couple times while you’re lifting weights,” Emma said, leaving me speechless as she turned her head to grin at me.
“And eyes up,” I said as the elevator doors slid open and we stepped out into the lobby.
“You really have to work on your manners,” Emma said, laughing as I moved past her so I could get the door for her again. “How do you ever expect to get a woman being so nasty?”
“That’s easy, I’ll hook ’em with my body,” I said, falling back into step next to her as we left the building.
“Well good luck on that,” Emma said, grinning rolled as she her eyes.
+ * + * +
After spending an hour or so at the gym getting some footage of Emma and I working out we’d headed for lunch. Sam had made plans with his girlfriend for lunch so Emma and I found ourselves sitting on an outdoor terrace by ourselves for a bit waiting for our food to arrive.
“I had no idea that was your mom,” Emma said as the waitress set her Asian chicken salad in front of her. “Taylor said something about her working there but I guess I forgot or didn’t make the connection or something.”
“It’s the different last names,” I said, squeezing lemon juice on my piece of salmon. “She never married my dad so I have his name and she has her maiden name of Hanlon.”
My mom had gotten pregnant in college and had to drop out a few credits shy of her degree. Not long after I was born though she’d gone back to night school and finished it up. That led to an entry level job with C,S,S&A and as she climbed the ladder they started helping her pay for law school so she could become a full lawyer.
“So, you know how you asked me to set up a meeting between Tom and Selena?” Emma asked as she stabbed her fork into a piece of chicken in her salad.
“He already loves watching your movies, but if you get him a chance to meet Selena Gomez I think you might gain legend status with him,” I said, taking a bite of my fish.
“Even better, I arranged for him to be her date to the premiere,” Emma said, obviously pleased with herself.
“How did you swing that? Why would she go on a date with a complete stranger?” I asked her.
“Well, Taylor was in town the other day so the three of us were hanging out and talking girl talk,” Emma said.
“So you were talking about sex,” I chipped in.
“And boy did you come up quite a bit,” Emma said, giggling as I blushed. “But Selena mentioned that she needed a date for the premiere so I suggested Tom. Taylor didn’t really like the idea, but when I told her I could set Selena up with you instead, she seemed to like the idea of Tom out with Selena tonight better.”
“Tonight? Tom’s out of town until tomorrow,” I said. “He went to a family reunion type thing and if he finds out he missed a chance to walk a red carpet with Selena Gomez because of a family reunion, he might not speak to his parents for a long time.”
“Then don’t tell him,” Emma said, shrugging her shoulders. “As they say, what he doesn’t know can’t hurt him. But now I need to find Selena another date on short notice.”
“Why does she need a date, doesn’t she have a boyfriend?” I asked, remembering how for a while it seemed like the show was doing a piece on them every couple days.
“In Hollywood, the couples that work the hardest to look like happy couples are generally the ones faking it,” Emma said, waving her fork around for effect. “The real ones are usually the ones that try to keep things private as much as possible and don’t go on every talk show talking about how great their relationship is. You work in the media, you should know that by now.”
“So you’re saying Selena doesn’t have a boyfriend?” I asked, wondering where she was going with it.
“Kinda, but not really,” Emma answered. “They date, but according to Selena he’d be more interested in going to bed with you than her. It doesn’t matter though because I guess he’s not in town anyway so she needs someone to walk the carpet with her.”
“Looks like Sam’s just in time,” I said as Sam came strolling down the sidewalk right as the check came.
“I got it,” Emma said, grabbing the check as I started to dig into my wallet.
“No you don’t,” I said, taking the check out of her hand.
“This isn’t some macho bullshit about the guy having to pay, is it?” Emma asked me.
“No, it’s about the show paying for lunch if they’re going to send me out and about entertaining an important client,” I said, dropping my credit card on top of the check. “If you want to take me out to lunch as a friend sometime, then I’d gladly let you pay, but Linda is getting the receipt for reimbursement for this one.”
“Then I guess we’ll have to get lunch sometime so I can put you to the test for that,” Emma said, giving up and putting her credit card back in her purse.
“It’s a deal,” I said, nodding my head. “But I’m warning you that after that we’d have to get lunch again with me paying to make us even.”
“That’s okay, I like a good hot dog,” Emma said, in reference to my taking Taylor to a hot dog stand on our date.
“That fancy stuff is for dates only. For a friendly lunch you’ll be lucky if I spring for slices at this dive pizza place I know of,” I said, signing the credit card slip and pocketing the receipt.
“I guess it’s a good thing I subscribe to the theory that even bad pizza is good,” Emma said, laughing as we left the table.
+ * + * +
“This is AnnaBeth, she’ll be helping me pick out a dress,” Emma said, motioning towards the statuesque brunette with the striking facial features as we walked into the back room of the store. “AnnaBeth, can you do Dan a favor? He needs a tux for tonight if you can dig one up for him.”
“Say what now?” I asked, taken by surprise.
“Selena needs a date since Tom’s not available, so you’re filling in,” Emma responded, flipping through the rack of dresses and tossing a couple over her arm to try first.
“Sorry, I must have missed the part where I was asked and agreed to that,” I said, suddenly finding myself with my arms extended out from my body as AnnaBeth took my measurements.
“I thought I made it pretty clear at lunch when I said Selena needed a new date while staring straight at you that I was asking you,” Emma said as she went into a dressing room and pulled the curtain closed behind her.
“What if I don’t want to go?” I asked, finally able to lower my arms once AnnaBeth had left the room.
“Aww, is someone feeling nervous about being a piece of meat in front of a ton of cameras?” Emma asked, pulling open the curtain and emerging wearing a long, flowing ankle length purple dress that showed very little cleavage.
“No,” I lied. In fact, I was quite nervous about the possibility of being the focus of so much attention. Not only would who knows how many cameras be aimed at me but tons of people might look at the pictures in magazines or online. It was a lot to take in.
“I wouldn’t have pegged you for the shy type,” Emma said, turning back and forth so she could look at herself in the mirror from as many angles as possible. “What do you think?”
“I’m good in small groups, but there’s nothing small about having a few hundred cameras aimed at me,” I said. “No leg and minimal cleavage. The color looks really good on you though and it makes your butt look really good, so I’d say it’s a maybe.”
“Hmmm, next one then,” Emma said, retreating back to her dressing room. “Don’t worry about the cameras, they won’t be looking at you anyway. Just remember that you’re a nobody to them, they’ll be focused on Selena. And if you wanted to, you could just walk several steps behind her so no one has to even notice you’re there.”
“I never thought I’d be comforted by being reminded that I’m a nobody,” I said, turning my head when I heard the door open and saw AnnaBeth coming back into the room.
“Here, try these on,” AnnaBeth said, thrusting a couple tuxedos into my hands.
“Sure thing,” I said, taking them and moving to a room right next to the one Emma was using.
Looking at the tuxes I could tell they were different, but for the life of me I couldn’t tell you exactly what was different or why those differences mattered. Not being one for fashion, as evidenced by the fact that I considered a button-down shirt and slacks to be dressing up, I couldn’t even begin to know, or care, why slightly larger lapels or something like that would mean anything.
“Damn,” Emma said, nodding appreciatively when I pulled open the curtain and stepped out.
“You look pretty wow yourself,” I said, taking in the sight of her in a tight black dress that came down to about mid thigh.
“Here, let me get that for you,” Emma said, reaching to tie the bow tie that was dangling uselessly from around my neck.
“Thanks, I never got the hang of bow ties,” I said. “A normal necktie is no problem, but I think I’ve worn a bow tie like twice in my life.”
“Don’t move, I gotta get a picture of you like this,” Emma said, reaching for her purse.
Pulling out her phone she lined up her shot and snapped the picture. She pushed a few more buttons before lowering the phone. A couple moments later it beeper at her and she smiled as she looked at the screen.
“Wow, I wasn’t even sure Taylor knew those words,” Emma said. “I sent her the picture of you in the tux and she says you look good. Well, she words she used aren’t really fit for use in public, but they mean the same thing.”
“I do look pretty good,” I said, adjusting my tie as I admired myself in the mirror.
“I have a couple more dresses to try on, then we can go,” Emma said, chuckling at my groan as she headed for her dressing room again.
+ * + * +
While Emma was trying on the last couple dresses we discussed how to get to the premiere. Selena was hesitant to let a complete stranger know where she lived, which was probably a wise decision when she thought Tom was going to be her date. Giving Selena’s address to Tom would’ve been like rubber stamping a restraining order.
So it had been decided that Selena was going to pick me up. And so I was ready and waiting outside the building when the limo pulled up. When the back door opened my breath caught in my throat at the sight that greeted me. I’d long agreed with Tom that Selena Gomez was quite the looker, but for the first time I understood the depth of his fascination.
“Are you Tom?” Selena asked as she stuck her head out of the door.
“Tom’s out of town. Emma was supposed to call you that I’m supposed to be your date tonight,” I said, feeling completely stupid.
“Oh, that’s right,” Selena said, sliding along the seat so I could get in. “Dan something, right?”
“That’s me,” I said, ducking my head and stepping into the car.
“So, how do you know Emma?” Selena asked as the limo pulled away from the curb.
“Friend of a friend,” I said, trying not to stare at her chest.
If she didn’t know specifically who I was off the top of her head then I wasn’t in a hurry to enlighten her. After Emma’s comments about me being a topic during their girl talk session, I was pretty sure Selena knew far more about me than I was comfortable with. All of which meant that when she found out who I was I’d probably wind up being bombarded with far more questions than I wanted to answer.
“What do you do? Are you an actor?” Selena asked, clearly sizing me up.
“No, I just graduated from college and I guess you could say I’m like an assistant right now,” I said.
“Wow, that’s great,” Selena said. “Cute and smart, Emma really picked a good one.”
“I don’t know how smart I am, I’m not going to be a rocket scientist or anything,” I said, blushing slightly at her compliment.
“Now tell me about college, did you have any wild orgies?” Selena asked, taking more than a little by surprise.
“No, closest I came was when I was having sex with my girlfriend on the bottom bunk while my roommate was hooking up with a chick in the top bunk at the same time when we were sophomores,” I responded, fidgeting in my seat at the uncomfortable change in topic.
For the rest of the ride she asked questions almost exclusively about my sexual exploits in school. A couple times I’d tried to decline to answer but Selena had continued to prod until I’d given her what she wanted to hear.
Through it all she listened with rapt attention and her questions made me realize that she very well versed in sex. With the internet it was always tough to tell whether someone knew about sex because of loads of experience or if they’d just done some research, but either way Selena knew more than enough to cause me quite a problem.
“I should probably stop now so you can calm down before we have to get out of the car,” Selena said, glancing at the lump in my pants.
“That might be nice,” I said, catching the grin on her face as she turned away.
+ * + * +
After we’d gotten out of the limo I’d hoped to do as Emma suggested and fade into the background a few steps behind Selena. But as if sensing that’s what I wanted to do, Selena grabbed hold of my arm and refused to let go.
As Emma had said though, I got used to the glare of the spotlight after several stops so Selena could pose and give the hordes of cameras what they wanted. I even managed to do more than smile awkwardly and not look like I was about to be sick after a bit. Until I looked down the carpet and saw Richie Tozier, my mentor of sorts, leaning against the railing and staring at me with a look of shock and wonder on his face.
“Excuse me, but can we get a minute of your time?” I heard Richie asking, waving at us.
“Of course you can,” Selena said, letting go of my arm to move towards Richie and the cameraman.
“Sorry, I meant him,” Richie said, pointing at me and laughing when I scowled at him.
“Catch up when you can, okay?” Selena asked me, a look of bewilderment on her face that someone was choosing to talk to the nobody instead of her.
“How in the blue hell did you swing this?” Richie asked me when I stepped forward.
“I’m not sure I even know myself,” I said, shaking my head. “I was supposed to follow Emma Stone around today for a segment, and then suddenly I’m being fitted for a tux and told that I’m walking the red carpet with Selena. I’m just trying not to pass out over here.”
“If you feel like you’re going to faint, tell me so Mike here can get it on camera,” Richie said, nodding his head towards the cameraman.
“Very funny,” I sarcastically remarked.
“Just remember, Efilnikufesin,” Richie said cryptically.
“My brain isn’t working right now, want to be less obscure?” I said, giving him a blank look.
“Anthrax song, it’s Nice F’n Life backwards. In other words, sit back and enjoy once in a while,” Richie explained.
“Where’s Selena?” Emma asked, coming up behind me and smiling for the camera.
“Here, you talk to Richie while I go see if I can sneak to the end and wait for Selena there,” I said, giving Emma a quick hug before slipping away.
+ * + * +
“I hope you guys don’t mind me hitching a ride home with you,” Emma said as she sat on the seat opposite Selena and I.
Emma’s boyfriend had apparently had to catch a flight out tonight to be on set in New York early tomorrow so he’d walked the carpet with her and then ducked out rather than stay for the movie. So Emma had managed to convince Selena to let her get a ride with us.
“Not at all,” I said quickly.
Personally, I had the feeling Emma was riding with us to chaperone us more than anything else, something I was rather thankful for. When Kate Upton had made it her mission to tease me mercilessly it had been coy and subtle with the intention of bringing me to a full boil. But Selena had spent the last few hours making her interest completely transparent while still managing to keep an air of unattainability. The end result was essentially the same though, I had no idea which way was up, but somehow with Selena I just felt really uncomfortable under the intensity of her stare.
“Anything for a friend,” Selena said though the glare she was giving Emma seemed to indicate otherwise.
“Where to?” the driver asked as he lowered the partition.
“I don’t know about them, but I’m definitely going back to my place,” I said. I started to give him my address but he didn’t bother to wait for me to finish before he closed the partition.
“So, are you going to invite me up when we get to your place?” Selena asked me, putting her hand on my thigh.
“Selena, no,” Emma said, shaking her head.
“Come on, you send me on a date with a gorgeous guy knowing I need to get laid and now you’re cock blocking me like this?” Selena practically snarled at Emma.
“Do you know who he is?” Emma asked, jerking her head in my direction.
“Yeah, he said he was Dan and that he was a friend of yours, or I guess a friend of a friend of yours,” Selena answered.
“He’s Taylor’s Danny,” Emma said, tilting her head to the side and holding unspoken conversation with Selena in a way that only girls seem capable of.
“Wow, really?” Selena said, taking her hand off my thigh before turning to study me closer.
“I can’t tell if that was good ‘Wow’ or not,” I said. “Was it a ‘wow, this is what Taylor was so impressed with?’ Or was it more like a ‘wow, I can really see it’ kinda thing?”
“Definitely the second one,” Selena said, and suddenly I had the feeling that that revelation only made her even more intent upon me. “I’m just a little surprised to finally put a face to all the stories that I’ve been hearing that make you seem almost too good to be true.”
“Well, if something seems too good to be true, it probably is,” I said, wondering just how much I’d been built up by Taylor’s stories.
“No, from what I’ve seen tonight you seem to be pretty spot on,” Selena said, leaning her against me so her tits pressed against my arm. “Taylor said you were cute and really nice, and both her and Emma said you were a complete gentleman. And since you haven’t tried to lay a hand on me all night no matter how clear I’ve tried to make it that I wouldn’t mind, I really hope it’s because you’re a nice guy and not that I don’t look really hot tonight.”
“Oh, you look plenty hot,” I said, feeling myself start to weaken. It was like she’d completely changed tactics and instead of trying to beat me into submission with her sex appeal she’d gone for a more subtle form that I knew full well I was almost powerless against.
“I really have to do this,” Selena said, looking at Emma as if she was the one wielding the power in the car.
When Emma merely shrugged Selena pulled up the skirt of her dress far enough for her to throw a leg over my lap. Grabbing my face in her hands she pressed her lips to mine and ground her crotch against mine. A moan echoed from her throat as she felt my cock start to harden against her.
Unsure how to react I kept my arms at my side for a moment. I thought about pushing her away but then I remembered what Richie had said about kicking back and enjoying life. Deciding to take his advice I moved my hands to Selena’s waist and pulled her down against me.
“Hate to break it up, but it looks like we’re almost to Danny’s apartment,” Emma said, causing to Selena to grunt her disapproval as the kiss broke.
“Sorry for just jumping all over you like that,” Selena said, looking me in the eyes as she was still straddling my lap. “It’s just that the only reason I agreed to go out with a complete stranger was because Emma promised me he’d be a sure thing.”
“You promised her I’d fuck her?” I asked Emma, leaning just enough to look over Selena’s shoulder at her.
“Actually, I promised her that Tom would fuck her. But then he wasn’t around and you were the only one I could think of that I knew could be trusted in case she lost control, kinda like this,” Emma said, pointing at how Selena was still slowly grinding herself against my crotch.
“Come on, lets all go upstairs,” Selena said, sliding off my lap and opening the limo door as the car came to a stop in front of my building.
“I think I’m gonna head home,” Emma said as Selena and I climbed out of the car. “You two enjoy yourselves.”
“Come on Emma, we can grill Danny for details that Taylor won’t give us,” Selena said, grabbing Emma’s hand and pulling her out of the limo after us.
“I probably shouldn’t,” Emma said even though she wasn’t fighting very hard as Selena pulled her towards the door to the building.
“I think we’re done for the night,” I told the limo driver, tapping the roof of the car to let him know he could go.
“See, now you have to come in,” Selena told Emma as the car pulled away from the curb.
I wasn’t sure quite what Selena’s game was, though I wasn’t about to argue with her. I’d pretty much given up trying to control what happened several hours ago and I was just along for the ride at this point. Whatever she was angling for I’d find out soon enough and just hoped I’d enjoy it when it happened.
“Just come up for a drink or something,” Selena pleaded. “Don’t you want to see where Taylor’s boyfriend lives?”
“A little,” Emma confessed.
“Wait, boyfriend? If I was her boyfriend, don’t you think she’d take my calls?” I asked as I unlocked the front door.
“Relax, it’s an inside joke,” Emma said as Selena pulled her through the door I was holding open for them. “We call you her boyfriend because Taylor really likes you, she really does. She just can’t seem to let go of this romanticized notion of the perfect night you guys had and doesn’t want to take the chance of ruining it.”
“Ooh, we should send Taylor a picture of Danny all dressed up,” Selena said as we climbed the stairs. “I bet she creams herself just looking at it.”
“I already did,” Emma said, grinning. “When we he was trying it on earlier I got a picture and sent it to her. She tried to act like she was mad but I could tell she loved it.”
“Hey, there’s your play Dan,” Selena said, hooking her arm in mine. “Go to Nashville and show up at her door with flowers while wearing a tuxedo. I guarantee you her panties will drop so fast they’ll leave a hole in the floor.”
“If I find myself in Tennessee I’ll have to keep it in mind,” I said, trying not to sound bitter as we reached my floor. I knew they were trying to help, but sometimes I wanted to just forget everything. If Taylor didn’t want to be with me, that was fine, but being constantly reminded of her rejection was like ripping a scab off the wound.
“She’ll come around,” Emma said, hooking her hand in my other arm and patting my elbow. “Even if I have to drag her here and lock her in a room with you until she either has sex with you or lets you off the hook once and for all.”
“If Taylor doesn’t snap you up, maybe I will some day,” Selena said as I dug in my pocket for my keys.
“Can I get either of you something to drink?” I asked them as we walked into the apartment.
“Do you have any wine?” Emma asked as I tossed the jacket and tie of my tuxedo on the counter.
“I don’t know, I’ll check,” I said, opening cupboards.
Neither Tom nor I were particularly big wine drinkers, but we tried to keep a bottle or two around because women tend to like it. But the problem with that is that I never know whether Tom has used it all up on one of his dates and forgotten to replace it.
“Ahh, here we are,” I said, pulling out an unopened bottle of wine from one of the cabinets. “Anything for you Selena?”
“Wine sounds good,” Selena said, flopping down on the couch next to Emma and putting her feet up on the coffee table.
“Just don’t tell anyone I’m giving alcohol to a minor,” I said, grabbing three glasses and a corkscrew.
“He just wants to get you drunk and take advantage of you,” Emma said as I pulled the cork and started pouring.
“I don’t need to be drunk for that,” Selena said, picking up her glass and raising it to her mouth.
“Actually, I’m trying to get both of you drunk so you’ll make out,” I said, making Selena nearly spit out her wine as I took a seat in the chair next to the couch.
“I knew the gentleman thing was just an act,” Emma said, grinning as she took a sip of her wine. “This isn’t bad. It’s not great either, but I’ve had worse.”
“You got me, I’m really a major pervert that likes to seduce women with my nice guy routine and then when I’ve got them hooked I start sucking on their toes and asking them pee on me,” I joked.
“Speaking of peeing, where’s the girls room?” Selena asked, jumping up off the couch.
“Right through that door,” I said, pointing at the bathroom.
“Toe sucking, huh?” Emma asked, taking a sip of her wine.
“Yeah, want to try?” I asked, bending over and reaching for her foot.
“Eww, gross,” Emma said, laughing as she yanked her foot away.
“Suit yourself,” I said, straightening up in my chair. “But I happen to have done a ton of research on the subject and toe sucking is only gross 13.4% of the time. Unless the feet haven’t been washed lately and they’re sweaty and dirty, in which case that percentage skyrockets to pretty close to 100%.”
“Keep your mouth off my feet and we’ll get along much better,” Emma said, wrinkling her nose.
“I’m just kidding. I didn’t get the foot fetish thing, but I’ve caught Tom staring at a tootsie or two,” I said.
“Now that doesn’t surprise me at all,” Emma said, taking the last sip of her wine.
“Want some more wine? It’s not like you have to drive or anything,” I said, picking up the bottle.
“I think I’m going to use the bathroom after Selena and then call a cab,” Emma said, getting up off the couch.
As if on cue Selena opened the bathroom door just as Emma started to head over there. I almost thought I saw Selena give Emma a sly wink as they past each other. When Emma closed the door Selena walked past the couch and instead moved to stand in front of the the chair I was sitting in.
A naughty little smile crossed her face as Selena moved to straddle me. With a knee on either side of me, wedged between my thighs and the arms of the chair, she pressed herself against me as she leaned in and kissed me.
Putting my hands on her lower back I gently nibbled on her lower lip as I returned the kiss. Moving my hands down her back I grabbed hold of a butt cheek in each hand, groaning at how great her ass felt.
“I really want to see him,” Selena said, reaching down to rub my cock through my pants.
“He really wants you to see him too,” I said, reluctantly letting for of her wonderful ass as she slid back off my lap.
Locking eyes with me Selena grinned as she reached out unbuttoned my pants. After pulling down my zipper Selena fished her hand through the opening in the front of my boxers and grabbed hold of my cock.
“Wow,” Selena said, her eyes wide as she pulled my cock out and got her first look at it. “I’ve been thinking about this for days and it looks even better than I imagined.”
“You’ve been thinking about me for days?” I asked, my eyes rolling up in my head momentarily as she gave my cock a stroke.
“Sorta, but not really,” Selena said, licking her lips. “When I agreed to let Emma set me up on a date, it was because she promised I’d get laid. I didn’t know you’d wind up being my date though, but looking at this piece of meat I’m really glad you were my date instead of the other guy.”
“Yeah, that was my roommate and Emma set you up with him because he’s got a huge, uh, crush on you,” I said, grunting as Selena leaned in and licked the underside of my cock.
“I’m sure I would’ve had fun with him, but now I get to experience the magic wand that got Taylor so worked up,” Selena said before leaning down and taking the head of my cock into her mouth.
“That feels really good,” I said, my eyes fluttering shut as she swirled her tongue around the crown.
“Whoa, don’t mind me,” Emma said, causing my eyes shoot open. I’d completely forgotten that she was in the bathroom once Selena’s hand had come in contact with my crotch and as my head turned to look at her I became a little self-conscious as I realized she was staring at my cock in Selena’s mouth.
“Hey Emma, you want some of this?” Selena asked, pulling off my cock.
“No, I’m fine. I think I’ll leave you two alone,” Emma said even though her eyes didn’t stray from my cock or move a muscle.
“Come on, I’m sure Danny would let you,” Selena said, leaning in to lick my balls as if to let me know she hadn’t forgotten about me.
“I have a boyfriend, remember?” Emma asked, shaking her head like she was finally snapping out of her trance.
“It’s not like you’re going to fuck him, just get a little taste,” Selena said, idly stroking the shaft with her hand.
“She doesn’t have to,” I told Selena before turning to look at Emma. “You don’t have to.”
“I wasn’t going to,” Emma said, smirking as she finally managed to move her gaze from where Selena was stroking my cock to look me in the eye.
“But he tastes so good,” Selena said, leaning down to take me back into her mouth for a quick suck.
“You seem to be doing a good enough job by yourself,” Emma said, fidgeting as her eyes drifted back to Selena’s mouth on my cock.
“I’ve never given a double blowjob before,” Selena said, popping her mouth off my cock. “I bet it’d be really fun, our tongues bumping into each other and mingling around Danny’s dick. He’d probably love it too, watching us trade off turns stuffing this thing in our mouths.”
“I’m sure he would,” Emma said, edging slightly forward.
“You’d love to have both of us suck your beautiful cock, wouldn’t you?” Selena asked me between licks around the head with her tongue.
“Uh, I guess,” I said, trying not to make it sound like I was putting any pressure on either of them to make it happen.
“See, everyone here wants you to join,” Selena said, stroking my cock as she turned her head to look at Emma.
“Except me,” Emma said, though she didn’t sound totally convincing.
“You sure about that?” Selena asked, letting go of my dick and standing up.
“Pretty sure, yeah,” Emma responded.
“Have you ever kissed a girl?” Selena asked out of the blue.
A look of shock and confusion crossed Emma’s face for a moment as she was caught off guard by Selena’s question. But then just as she was opening her mouth to answer Selena reached out and grabbed Emma’s cheeks in her hands and kissed her.
My eyes nearly jumped out of my head and my cock gave a lurch as two gorgeous women kissed in front of me. Sure it only lasted a moment before Emma managed to push Selena away, but it was perhaps the best moment of my life that didn’t involve me sticking my dick into a woman.
“Mmm, you’re almost as good a kisser as Danny,” Selena said, trying to get through Emma’s defenses for another kiss.
“Stop, I’m not into that,” Emma said, trying to fight off Selena.
“As hot as that was, maybe it’s time to call it a night,” I suggested.
“I’m not leaving until you take me into your bedroom and fuck me,” Selena said, turning her head to look at me. “If Emma doesn’t want to join, it’s her loss, but I can see it in her eyes that she wants to come too.”
“I don’t,” Emma said, letting her defenses down for a moment as Selena talked to me.
As if realizing that Emma had stopped fighting Selena grabbed the back of her head and pulled her back in for another kiss. I could see Emma’s eyes go wide and her hands went to Selena’s shoulders to push against them. Selena obviously wasn’t as willing to give up a second time though because she kept a firm hold on Emma despite her attempts to push off.
After a few seconds Emma’s resolve seemed to falter. Her arms went limp and her hands dropped to Selena’s sides. Finally signaling her ultimate defeat her eyes closed and she moaned into Selena’s kiss.
“Bedroom?” Selena purred, still pressing herself against Emma. When Emma merely nodded, Selena grabbed her hand before turning to grab mine. “Lead the way.”
Getting out of the chair I held my pants as I led Selena and Emma to my bedroom. As I pushed open the door Selena breezed by me with Emma in tow. By the time I’d closed the door behind the three of us Selena had pounced on Emma again and was kissing her.
“Mmm, why don’t you show Danny what you’ve got?” Selena asked, panting a bit as she broke the kiss.
“Not him, just you,” Emma said softly, giving me a small smile as if to tell me it wasn’t strictly about me.
“Not cheating if it’s a girl?” Selena asked, picking up on the smile as she reached around behind Emma to unzip her dress.
“Something like that,” Emma said, arms instinctively crossing in front of her chest as Selena started to pull her dress down.
“Then I guess Danny will just have to make do with fucking me while I fuck you,” Selena said, pulling Emma’s hands away from her chest so both of us could see her breasts encased in a white strapless bra.
I was a little disappointed that I wouldn’t get to do anything to Emma, but that disappointment was eased by the knowledge that I was going to be fucking Selena Gomez. Not to mention that I was probably at least going to see Emma naked and possibly even get to watch two hot girls go at it. Needless to say, I wasn’t exactly in an unenviable situation.
Seeing that Emma’s dress was down to her waist while Selena’s was still covering everything, I decided to rectify that little bit of oversight. So while Selena was tugging Emma’s dress down over her hips and to the ground I reached out and pulled down the zipper on the back of Selena’s dress.
“Naughty boy,” Selena giggled, taking a moment from her undressing of Emma to let me take off her dress. “Now sit down and watch for a minute while I get Emma warmed up.”
Without taking my eyes off them I started to walk backwards. I knew the room like the back of my hand so I knew the chair at my desk was only a few steps behind me, but I put my hand out behind me to feel for it. When my fingers found the arm of the chair I spun it around so I could sit in it while still watching everything happening in front of me.
Down to her bra and panties herself Selena had Emma turn around so her back was to us. Leaning in Selena started kissing Emma on her neck and shoulders and her fingers found the clasp of her bra. When the clasp came free Emma gasped and instinctively clasped the cups to her chest.
“No need to be shy,” Selena said as she once more removed Emma’s hands from in front of her.
As the bra fell to the ground Selena had Emma turn around and I groaned a little at the sight of her bare breasts. I’d wanted to see them since the first time I’d seen Superbad and the desire to see them hadn’t decreased one iota in the months since we’d become friends. Granted there was always the knowledge that she had a boyfriend that was much cooler than I, and as her platonic friend I never actually expected to see them, which is probably what made the sight of them so much better.
“Don’t those look yummy,” Selena mused, licking her lips as she openly leered at Emma’s chest.
Emma blushed a little at the attention, but a smile crept across her face that said she kinda liked it. The smile turned to a moan though when Selena decided to see if Emma’s tits tasted as yummy as they looked by leaning in and taking one of her nipples into her mouth.
My eyes darted between Emma’s face, eyes half closed and her lower lip caught between her teeth as she savored the feel of Selena’s mouth, and Emma’s chest where Selena was busy suckling. And being a bit of a butt man, my eyes couldn’t help but wander down to where Selena’s ass was practically staring me in the face with only the thin line of fabric of her fabric running between the cheeks keeping me from seeing everything.
And as Selena pushed Emma down onto the bed I started getting antsy about being benched, even if momentarily. I was normally at least somewhat patient, but having to sit and watch while one hot girl slowly strips another one without being allowed to do anything was almost cruel and unusual punishment. I decided to at least try to endure for a bit as Selena started kissing her way down Emma’s body.
Emma was leaning back and looking up at the ceiling. I wasn’t sure if she was just a little overwhelmed mentally by what was happening or if she was just trying to ignore the fact that I was there and was purposely looking somewhere where she wouldn’t see me. Either way, I still got a great view as Selena gave Emma’s bellybutton a little lick before hooking her fingers in the waistband of Emma’s panties.
As Selena started to peel Emma’s panties down it felt like everything went into slow motion. My breath caught in my throat and my heart seemed to slow down to maybe a dozen beats and hour. Inch by inch the panties came down, almost agonizingly slowly revealing a perfectly shaved pussy that kicked my saliva glands into overdrive.
When Selena pulled Emma’s panties off over her feet I glanced up and found Emma looking at me. She blushed a bit and quickly looked away as if embarrassed to have been caught or something.
Emma’s embarrassment didn’t last long though as Selena pushed her legs apart. Leaning in she stuck out her tongue and ran it along the length of Emma’s slit. Only problem was that as Selena moved between Emma’s legs it severely blocked my view and instead my eyes started to wander over Selena’s almost naked body.
As Selena’s ass wiggled while she started to work over Emma’s pussy I couldn’t take it any more. Slipping out of the chair onto my knees I started to unbutton my shirt. Letting the shirt fall to the floor I walked on my knees until I was behind Selena.
“Aren’t you supposed to be in the chair?” Selena asked, looking behind her when she felt my hands grab hold of hips.
“I was getting lonely,” I said, tugging on her thong until it started to come down over her ass.
When the thong was down to her knees I grabbed one of Selena’s butt cheeks in each hand and without warning I pulled them apart so I could lean in and lick her pussy from behind. She groaned and pushed back against me, her body going rigid at the unexpected maneuver.
“Fuck, that feels good,” Selena moaned as my tongue lapped away at her labia. “But I want you to fuck me. I need to feel you inside me.”
Grinning I straightened up behind her. Unbuttoning my pants I wasted no time in pushing them and my boxers down. I only got them to about mid-thigh though before Selena started to whimper and thrust her ass up in the air as if I needed reminding what she wanted me to do.
Sidling up behind her I grabbed my cock with one hand. Putting my other hand on the small of her back I pressed the head of my cock against her opening. Instead of instantly pushing forward though, I dragged it along the length of her slit, teasing her.
“Please?” Selena begged, pushing back against me in effort to get me inside her.
“Don’t forget about Emma,” I said, smirking at Selena’s begging. When she grunted and turned her attention back to the pussy in front of her, I finally thrust forward, burying half my cock inside her without warning.
“Oh shit,” Selena gasped, her head drooping until her forehead rested against Emma’s crotch.
Easing back a little, I grabbed Selena’s hips with both hands and pulled her back onto my dick. She moaned loudly into Emma’s pussy and shuddered as her own cunt gripped the entire length of my cock.
After giving Selena a moment to get used to having me inside her I pulled about half of my cock out before pushing back it, though a little slower and gentler than the initial penetration. Moaning Selena pushed back against me as she lifted her head and went back to work on Emma.
“Oooh,” Emma moaned, biting her lower lip. Her eyes seemed to dart between me and Selena as Selena ate her pussy and her moans seems to get louder whenever her eyes were focused on me. I wasn’t sure if it meant she liked the fact that I was there while she was being so naughty, or if it was just a coincidence that Selena gave her a little something extra whenever her eyes lifted in my direction.
“Fuck me, Danny, fuck me,” Selena demanded, shoving herself back onto my cock with as much power as she could muster without losing track of Emma’s pussy.
Taking her at her word, I started to fuck Selena. I didn’t want her to get too comfortable though so I altered my pattern, both in terms of speed and in number of strokes before I changed again. A couple hard and fast thrusts, then a handful of slower ones, followed by a few intermediate ones. With each change I also shifted my angle of penetration just enough to keep her on her toes.
“Oh God,” Selena gasped, a tremor coursing through her body.
I may not have been familiar with Selena’s body, but I’d been with enough women to know the signs. She was starting to get close to coming and I wasn’t quite ready for that. I was still in the mood to tease her a bit though so I slowed down to a virtual crawl.
“Noooo,” Selena groaned as I all but stopped fucking her.
Gripping Selena’s hips I grinned as I leaned forward. I ran my hands up her sides until I reached the strap of her bra. Grabbing hold of her bra strap I unhooked it as I leaned down over over her so I could whisper into her ear.
“Get Emma off and I’ll make you come,” I hissed to Selena, moving my hips just enough to move my cock fractionally inside her. Selena must have really liked the promise because before I could even straighten up behind her she was already tossing her bra aside and grabbing hold of Emma’s thighs.
From behind I couldn’t really see what Selena was doing beyond the general movement of her head but I could see Emma’s reaction. And when the movement of Selena’s head increased Emma’s eyes opened wide and she sucked in air as her lips parted in a silent O. After a few seconds her head lolled back and her moans got more vocal.
“Oh god,” Emma moaned, arching her back as ran her hands through her hair.
Since Selena appeared to be holding up her end of the bargain I decided to at least start to hold up mine. Taking hold of her hips I slowly pulled back until little more than the head of my cock was still inside her snatch. After holding there just long enough to make Selena feel antsy I suddenly slammed forward, burying the whole thing in her once more.
“Uhhh,” Selena moaned into Emma’s pussy as she was filled up.
As Selena continued to lash away at Emma’s pussy with her tongue I continued to drive in and out of her cunt with my cock. I wasn’t going full bore, mainly to keep myself from blowing too early, but I was going fast enough to keep Selena happy without actually pushing her too close to the brink. I wanted her within reach so that when she finally got Emma off I could finish her off without too much trouble but I didn’t want to get her so close that she might come before Emma did.
“Right there, ohhhhh,” Emma moaned, hunching her hips against Selena’s face.
With Emma getting close I started to pick up a little speed on my thrusts into Selena. I watched Emma closely as her face contorted in pleasure with each lick Selena gave her. And each lick Selena gave Emma I matched with a thrust of my cock into Selena’s gripping cunt. That spurred Selena to lick Emma’s pussy faster and created a self-propagating cycle that pushed the three of us to greater heights.
“Oh god, I’m gonna, ohhhhh,” Emma panted as her body started to shake.
As Emma’s eyes rolled up in the back of her head in orgasmic bliss Selena’s head popped up. No longer needing to worry about pleasuring Emma Selena was free to push back to meet my thrusts and focus on her own needs instead.
“Uhhhh, fuck, oh yeah,” Selena grunted, turning her head to look back at me as I really started to drill into her. “Fuck me with that beautiful cock of yours.”
Feeding off her dirty talk I leaned forward so I could grab hold of Selena’s hair. Wrapping my hand in it I gave it a slight tug, just hard enough for her to test her reaction but not hard enough to do much damage.
“Shit, pull my fucking hair harder,” Selena growled, leaning her head forward to put more tension on her hair.
Starting at the point where my cock was disappearing into her tight pussy I let my eyes wander up Selena’s body. Her ass cheeks rippled with the force of our thrusts and her tits looked downright mouth watering the way they were swinging back and forth.
“So close,” Selena gasped, rolling her head back and forth to tug against the handful of hair I still held. “Make me come, Danny. Make me come all over your fucking cock.”
“Want to help her out?” I asked Emma, noticing that she was just laying there watching intently as I fucked Selena.
“How?” Emma asked, her eyes jerking up to look at me as if being shaken from a trance.
“Suck on her nipples or just run your hands over her body or something,” I said, feeling myself caught in a race to climax that I really didn’t want to lose.
“Yeah, suck on my tits,” Selena said, bowing her back and thrusting her tits out for effect.
With a look of apprehension on her face Emma slid off the bed. Kneeling on the floor next to Selena she reached out and tentatively cupped on of the Latina’s breasts in her hand. When Selena moaned and lifted a hand to put it on Emma’s shoulder to help steady her Emma cautiously leaned in and brought the tit to her mouth.
“Almost,” Selena moaned, her hand sliding up Emma’s shoulder until she had her hand on the back of Emma’s head, holding it in place.
Wanting to make sure Selena got off before I did I decided to play one last trump card. With my hand already on the small of her back it didn’t take much to slide it back towards me until my thumb started to dip into the crack of her ass.
Finding the puckered opening of her asshole I lightly rubbed around the outside with the tip of my thumb. It was a shot in the dark that she might like it, but it paid off handsomely as she gasped loudly at the contact before turning into a loud moan.
“Gahhhh, I’m gonna come so good,” Selena hissed, pushing harder against my cock as I felt the spasms start in her snatch.
As if on cue her pussy clamped down on my cock and her body went rigid, pushing me right up to the brink of orgasm. I hadn’t been given clearance to come inside her though so gritting my teeth to keep from being pushed over the edge I slipped my cock out of her cunt. With my hand still wrapped in her hair I used it turn her head to face me as I moved around her.
Opening her eyes she seemed to realize what I wanted and opened her mouth without having to say it. When I’d stuffed my cock into her mouth she closed her lips around the shaft and let me handle fuck her mouth while she concentrated mainly on not biting while the occasional tremor still coursed through body.
After a few thrusts into her mouth, making sure to not push too far in, I started to feel the come rise inside me. I tried to pull back out but Selena grabbed my ass with her hand and held me to her as my cock started to pulse in her mouth. Shrugging my shoulders I let her take over as the first spurt of come erupted into her mouth.
“Fuck,” I grunted through gritted teeth as Selena practically sucked the jizz out of my balls.
When I was done and Selena had finally let me go I stumbled backwards. Reaching one hand behind me I found the nightstand and used it to help steady me and my suddenly wobbly knees while I recovered a bit.
I took a deep breath to calm myself but just as I was starting to feel normal again I saw Selena leaning down to kiss Emma. What got me though was when Emma’s eyes suddenly opened wide and she tried to pull away from the kiss. I figured Emma was trying to pull away from the taste of semen that would’ve still been on Selena’s lips but then it dawned on me that Selena was likely trying to give Emma more than just a simple kiss.
“There, now you got a taste,” Selena told Emma, turning to look at me with a smile on her face that could only be described as naughty.
“I should go,” Emma said, sliding off the bed. Bending down, she started to gather up her clothes and with each garment she picked up she held it front of her body before heading towards the bedroom door.
“Want me to give you a ride home?” I asked as Emma opened the door.
“That’s okay, I’ll just call a cab,” Emma assured me. “Besides, I don’t think Selena is ready to let you leave quite yet.”
“You sure?” I asked even as the bedroom door shut behind her.
“You really know how to tire a girl out,” Selena said, flopping down naked on the bed.
“I think you scared her off,” I said, shaking my head in disbelief as I sat down on the edge of the bed.
“She wanted it,” Selena said, shrugging her shoulders. “If she didn’t she would’ve spit it out. This way she got to taste you without actually doing anything to you, it’s a win for everyone.”
“It’s going to get weird between me and her, I just know it,” I sighed, remembering what had happened when I’d gotten talked into a game of strip poker with Melissa Ballard in high school. We’d been friends before but after seeing each other naked it was just never quite the same and I hadn’t even talked to her in a couple years.
“Only until you fuck her,” Selena said, rolling over onto her stomach and reaching to pull the covers down so she could crawl under them.
“I try not to fuck women in relationships, and even she wasn’t, it’d be a big leap to assume that anything would happen,” I told her, openly watching her shimmy around on the bed as she burrowed under the blankets.
“Emma had thousands of chances to leave, but she didn’t,” Selena countered, yawning as her eyes started to droop. “She wanted to stay. And frankly, I’m pretty sure she wanted you to stop being such a nice guy and pin her to the bed and fuck the shit out of her. God knows I wouldn’t mind.”
“I take it you’re spending the night?” I asked with a chuckle as Selena was already halfway to dreamland as I slid into bed next to her. “And you don’t know what you’re talking about, by the way.”
“You’ll see,” Selena said, rolling over onto her side and pressing her back up against me.
+ * + * +
As my brain started to surface from the depths of sleep I felt something tickling my ear. Without opening my eyes I raised a hand and lazily waved at whatever was daring disturb my slumber in such an annoying manner hoping to make it go away.
“Ow,” a voice said, my eyes snapping open as my fingers made contact with something a bit more solid than an insect.
“Sorry about that,” I said as Selena rubbed her cheek.
“My own fault I guess for trying to wake you up in a nice way. I should’ve just plugged up your nose or something,” Selena said, smacking me on the upper arm.
“I hope you have a reason for waking me up,” I said with a smirk.
“Well, I have a meeting in a bit and I was kinda hoping we could maybe, you know, again before I have to go,” Selena said, a look of eager hopefulness on her face.
“You want to play Candyland at a time like this?” I teased her.
“No, I want something else,” Selena said, more than a little nervously.
“I seem to remember something being said last night about pinning you to the bed fucking the shit out of you,” I said, pushing Selena onto her back and hovering over her. “Is that what you want?”
“Oh yeah,” Selena said, a light shining in her eyes as I grabbed her wrists and held them against the mattress.
“Tell me what you want me to do,” I said as I leaned my head down to kiss her lightly.
“Fuck me,” Selena hissed, hooking her legs around my waist.
“Slow and slow or fast and hard?” I asked, pressing my body against hers and slowly grinding my cock against her crotch.
“Hard and fast,” Selena said, lifting her hips and trying to take me inside her. “Fuck me until I can’t think straight. Fuck me until I forget my own name.”
“I think I can do that,” I said, letting go of one of her hands so I could reach between us to grab my cock.
“Give it to me,” Selena groaned as I lined up the head of my of cock with her opening.
After taking a moment to press my lips against hers I lunged forward and shoved as much of my cock into her as a I could in one thrust. Taking her at her word that she wanted it hard and fast, I immediately pulled back out. Pinning her hands back to the bed I drove in again, burying myself into her to the hilt.
“Oh god,” Selena groaned, her eyes fluttering shut as I withdrew once more.
When I had all but the head of my cock out of her cunt I wasted no time in reversing course and slamming it back home. Before the moan even got out of her throat I was pulling back to do it again, and again.
“Uhhhh, harder,” Selena hissed, her heels digging into my ass as she used them help pull me into her.
Sliding my hands between her thighs and my hips I unhooked her legs from around my waist. Putting my hands behind her knees I pushed her legs back and further apart so I could move even faster with my thrusts.
“Fuck fuck fuck fuck,” Selena chanted, her lithe body writhing under me as her hands went to her chest.
“Is this what you wanted? To fuck ‘Taylor’s boyfriend’?” I asked, watching Selena’s face contort in pleasure.
“Ohhh, yeahhh,” Selena moaned, pinching her nipples between her fingers. “Fuck me like you did Taylor.”
“You want to come, don’t you?” I asked, recognizing the signs of her impending orgasm. “You want to come while I’m fucking the shit out of you, huh?”
“Uhhh, uh huh. So fucking close,” Selena hissed, lifting her hips to meet my thrusts.
Wanting to change things up a little I leaned her legs against my chest. Putting my hands on the bed I put her flexibility to the test as I bent her almost in half. When she didn’t complain I started to really drive into her, feeling that my own orgasm wasn’t far off either.
“Shit, I’m gonna come, gonna, uhhh, fuuuuuucccckkkkk,” Selena hissed, her eyes rolling up in the back of her head as her muscles clamped down in climax.
“I’m almost there too,” I said, gritting my teeth to hold off just that extra little bit. “Where do you want me to come?”
“My mouth, come in my mouth,” Selena responded, her body shaking from her orgasm. “Emma got your come last night, I want this one.”
Her pussy felt really great and I really wanted to load it up with jizz, but if she wanted me to come in her mouth, who was I to argue? Especially since she seemed so eager to swallow it.
So as I felt the come start to rise in my balls, I pulled out. I started to move up her body but then I noticed her tits looking so ripe. Getting an idea I changed course slightly and moved to straddle her chest instead.
“Ooooh,” Selena moaned, realizing what I had in mind as I laid my cock in the valley between her tits.
Putting my hands on her tits I pressed them together, with my cock caught deliciously in the middle. They weren’t big enough to fully engulf me like Kate Upton’s had, but she had more than enough to allow me to slide between them as I sought my own orgasm.
“Fuck my tits,” Selena moaned, seeming to get off from the act almost as much as I was.
“Almost there,” I said, caught between wanting to be able to feel Selena’s tits on my cock for as long as possible and wanting to blow my load into Selena’s mouth.
Apparently not wanting to wait any more, Selena reached out and grabbed my ass. Opening her mouth she pulled me forward until she could take the head of my cock between her waiting lips.
Feeling her lips wrap around my manhood I groaned and instinctively thrust forward. I felt her gag a little as I unexpectedly hit the back of her throat but she recovered quickly and relaxed her muscles so I could use her mouth however I wanted.
“Here it comes,” I grunted, pulling out until little more than the head of my cock was still in Selena’s mouth.
“Mmm mmph,” Selena mumbled around my cock as the first blast erupted from the end of my cock.
With my hand on the back of her head I tried to hold still but there was still a couple involuntary spasms where my hips jerked forward while I was filling up her mouth. But if anything Selena seemed to enjoy it even more because she moaned even as her eyes widened at it.
Finally spent I let go of her head and rolled off of her. All but purring to herself Selena rested her hands on her stomach and smiled at me with a dreamy look on her face as she basked in the afterglow.
“I’m thirsty, you want something to drink?” I asked her, standing up on wobbly legs. Moving over to the dresser I pulled out a clean pair of boxers to pull on.
“Maybe in a minute,” Selena said as she rolled over onto her side to watch me.
“Just remember the window in the main part of the apartment doesn’t have curtains so the people in the building across the street can see in if they look over. So unless you want to give them a thrill, you might throw on a shirt or something before you come out,” I said, grinning as I opened the bedroom door.
Opening the fridge I reached in and fished out a bottle of water. Twisting the cap I brought the bottle to my lips and tilted my head back. The water tasted so good in my dry mouth that I downed almost half the bottle before I stopped to take a breath. And even then I only stopped because I heard the door open.
“Hey,” Tom said, tossing his bag of clothes on the floor next to the couch. “Got one of those for me?”
“You’re home early,” I said, grabbing a bottle of water for him. “I wasn’t expecting you until this afternoon.”
“Yeah, I love my parents, but they were starting to get on my nerves a little. So I packed up and left a little early this morning,” Tom said, taking a drink of his water. “I didn’t even stop for breakfast, anything to eat in this place?”
“There should be some pop tarts left, but other than that, not much,” I said.
“Better than nothing, I guess,” Tom said, moving to open the cupboard where we kept the pop tarts.
Grabbing the box Tom pulled out a package of pop tarts/ Removing the wrapper Tom put the tarts in the toaster and pushed down the lever.
“Mind if I take a shower here so I don’t have to go all the way home before my meeting?” Selena asked, emerging from my room wearing one my t-shirts that was long enough to cover her ass, but not by much.
Hearing a third voice in the room Tom instinctively turned to look. Seeing Selena he looked at her for a moment before recognition started to show on his face. His eyes darted over to me and then back at Selena as his bottle of water slipped out of his hand to hit the floor with a thud.
“How?” Tom asked, looking like he was lucky to even be able to get that much out.
“Tom, I believe you know who Selena is,” I said sheepishly as normally calm and composed Tom stared slack jawed at Selena.
“So this is Tom,” Selena said, moving forward to shake Tom’s hand.
“Hi,” Tom said, trying desperately to keep his eyes off Selena’s legs.
“You know where the bathroom is, towels are under the sink,” I said, pointing Selena in the right direction. “I think I’ve got some shorts that an ex left that might fit you if you want.”
“Thanks,” Selena said, smiling at Tom as she bounded off for the bathroom.
“You fucked Selena Gomez,” Tom said, his expression completely unreadable. “I have no idea what to say.”
“I got roped into going to the Spider-Man premiere last night with her and things just kinda snowballed from there,” I said, trying to explain. Tom wasn’t normally the type of guy that got jealous about women, but he’d developed such a big crush on Selena that I was a little worried that she might be the exception.
“You are a fucking god,” Tom said, breaking into a massive grin. “Now tell me you took pictures, or are at least willing to tell me absolutely everything.”
“No pictures, but I’ll fill you in later,” I said, heaving a sigh of relief. “Not enough time to do it before work, but I’ll give you the highlights tonight.”
“Fine, but at least tell me if she looks as good naked as I think she does,” Tom said hopefully.
“Even better,” I said, grinning as Tom groaned at the image.
“I need to unpack, but I think I’ll sit right here and check my e-mail for a few minutes,” Tom said, sitting down in a seat that conveniently faced the bathroom door for when Selena emerged, still wet from her shower.
“Just be sure not to creep her out too much when she comes out of the bathroom,” I said, smirking as I went to find some clothes for Selena to wear.