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Journal of an Agent: Chap. 8 – Kirstie Alley/Shelley Long
By Carnage Jackson
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This is Part 8 of an ongoing series. Yes I know the celebs don’t act
like this in real life,
but this is a fantasy after all.
Bored on a slow Sunday afternoon, I decided to do a little cleaning around
the house. Since I inherited this house when my father died, I had only used
rooms that I had to. The mansion was massive: 7 bedrooms, a study, a huge
den and a gigantic pool out back, just to name some of the features. One of
the rooms I had not been in was my father’s bedroom. It had been four months
since he died and when I opened the door, I could smell the dust and settled
air of the room.
Checking out everything in this huge room, I began looking through my
father’s bedside table and drawers. To my surprise I found a pretty large
stash of porn tapes and magazines, something that surprised me given the
reputation he had in Hollywood of being able to nab the finest pieces of
Hollywood ass.
Underneath the pile of the pornography however, I found a dusty old leather
bound book. Opening it, it must have not been read or opened in years, as
the pages were yellowing and crumbly. Leafing through it, I quickly learned
that it was a diary of sorts. Some entries were very short and others were
quite long. One of the entries, dated October 14th, 1986, caught my eye.
Sitting down on the bed, I began to read. Here is what it said:
10/14/86 – Wrap party
Tonight I attended the wrap party for the fourth season of "Cheers". Having
recently brought Shelley Long on board at the firm, I was there to show my
support for her and to also plug her to some of the studio heads that were
there, maybe land her a movie role. With "Cheers" being a huge success, all
of the stars were a hot commodity. There was even talk of an Emmy nomination
for Shelley’s role as Diane, the love interest of Ted Danson’s character.
Most of these parties are usually pretty dull, and this one was no
different. Every person is either trying to suck someone else’s dick
(literally and figuratively) or trying to get in the position to do so.
Normally I will just drink myself into a stupor and go home hopefully with
an aspiring actress girlfriend of one of the producers, promising her that I
would help her career along. Haha.
I was just finishing my fifth brandy when I noticed that Shelley was gone.
Asking around, no one had seen her leave. That meant that she was somewhere
in this house, a "party place" leased out by NBC for the night. I decided to
look around and see if I could find her, and maybe tell her I was leaving
since no one really important was at the party.
Checking the downstairs, all I could find was a couple of cokeheads
snorting in a master bedroom on top of a beautiful antique armoire. Heading
upstairs to look, I began opening doors to bedrooms, finding most to be
empty. The rental house was pretty shitty, even by NBC’s standards. Only 5
bedrooms upstairs and 3 downstairs. Hell, the thing didn’t even have a pool!
The last room in the hall upstairs, on the right, was the door to the
master bedroom of the house. Walking down the hall, I could hear slight
moans and cries coming from within. When I got to the door, I opened it
slowly and peered in. Even in my age now, I still get a thrill watching
other people have sex, so I thought I would take a quick peek and see what
some lucky stud had nabbed.
Peeking in through a slight crack in the door, I was startled by what I
saw. Inside sitting on the foot of the bed was Kirstie Alley with her legs
spread, her red party dressed crumpled up by her waist and her ample breasts
hanging exposed. Between her legs, I was shocked to realize that it was
Shelley Long, eating out Kirstie’s pussy like there was no tomorrow. I could
hear the sucking sounds filling the room and Kirstie moaning a low, guttural
moan. Shelley’s dress was also pulled up by her waist and I could see her
hand was busily inside of her own pussy, thrusting in and out as she worked
to get herself off while she was pleasuring Kirstie. This entire scene was
quite arousing but I had decided to let the women do what they wanted and
just catch up with Shelley later.
Leaning back to close the door, I put too much weight on my right knee
(which as I’ve said before, was crippled in WWII) and I felt it twist out
beneath me as I fell sideways into the door and knocked it all the way open,
landing sprawled out and on my face on the floor.
Looking up, I realized that the two girls had been scared out of their
wits. After all, they were straight and who knows what the tabloids would
have done if they had seen this little show. But when Shelley realized it
was me, she stood up and walked over to help me. I could see that she had a
huge grin on her face and the streaks of Kirstie’s pussy juice covered her
mouth.
"Still a voyeur after all these years, huh Martin?" Shelley said as she
bent down and took my hand helping me up. She had straightened out her skirt
but I could still see the wet spot she had made in her panties.
"Yes…I mean no…I mean… you sort of disappeared on me down there at the
party and I didn’t know where you had gone. I was actually leaving, so I’ll
leave you two ladies alone," I replied, fixing my tuxedo where it had gotten
wrinkled and dirty from the fall.
Shelley moved quickly to the open door and shut it behind her as she leaned
against it, reaching behind her back to lock it.
"Maybe you should stick around Martin," Shelley said innocently. "Kirstie
is feeling awfully lonely. Her boyfriend broke up with her this afternoon
and I was just here trying to make her feel better.
Glancing over a Kirstie on the bed, she still sat there with legs spread,
her very hairy bush glistening with juice and saliva from Shelley’s mouth.
She had been silently following all that was happening but when I looked
over at her, a devilish smile came onto her face. Truth be told, I didn’t
like Kirstie Alley that much. She was always a major bitch to me. But seeing
her sitting there with her legs spread and so vulnerable, I felt a strong
stirring in my pants.
All I could mutter was an "I uhh…" but it didn’t matter. Shelley was
already leading me by the hand over to the bed and had started to slowly
undress me. With the door unlocked, she reached down and in one motion
pulled off her expensive cocktail dress (which she had no doubt billed to
the firm since this was a "work" party). Her breasts were bare and I could
see she had been to the beach a while ago. There was a faint outline of
whiter skin than the LA usual around her nipple area, obviously from a
bikini she had been wearing during this unseasonably warm fall. Even though
I had sampled many clients before, this was the first time I had gotten to
see Shelley naked. Her body was very proportional and had a natural look to
it. Her breasts were just the right size to go with her build and her hips
and legs (God did she have beautiful long legs) were the same way. She wore
just a tiny pair of white cotton panties that, as I said earlier, you could
easily see the moisture patch and the outline of her inner lips through
them. She slid her panties down and revealed a very small looking little
pussy with just a small tuft of hair over her entrance.
Unbuttoning my shirt, I let it fall to the floor and slowly slid on to the
bed, resting my head up on a pillow that was leaning against the headboard.
While Shelley and I were undressing, Kirstie had also removed her dress.
Surprisingly she was naked underneath it, something that I had to admit gave
her guts. Her body was very tan and fit, as I knew she was struggling to
keep off some weight. Her breasts were very large and milky white, with
nipples that covered a good portion of the front of her breasts. Her pussy
was very hairy and I could tell that she only shaved what she had to. That
was okay because I like women with lots of hair down there.
Shelley was now sitting over me on top of my knees as she unhooked my belt
and unzipped my pants, beginning to slide them down. My silk boxers were now
the only piece of clothing still on in the room.
"Let’s see if the rumors were true," said Shelley fiendishly as her and
Kirstie both moved up to the waistline of my boxers and began to slide them
down. As they were pulled free and my erection was exposed to the room, both
girls gasped a little bit and had a look of amazement on their faces.
I’ve said before in this diary that I guess I’m "well equipped". Growing up
in the mid west, it seemed like every guy in town was well hung and that the
girls were all used to it. But ever since I moved out to LA, I can’t
remember how many times my large penis has gotten me a client, or just a
nice good fuck. Once that singer, what was her name…Oh yes, Debbie Gibson,
wanted to measure it after I had fucked her really well in the corner of her
recording studio. She said it was 11 inches long when it was erect. Since
then I have vaunted my size around and women have never been disappointed.
Back to what happened though. Shelley’s tongue slid out of her mouth as she
licked her lips seductively.
"Do you think you can take that in you?" Kirstie asked, still amazed that
the rumors were real.
"I’m sure as hell going to try," said Shelley. Pouncing on my dick like a
cat, her mouth engulfed the entire shaft and head, all the way down to my
balls, in one gulp. I don’t think Shelley was ready for it, because she
gagged a little at first. She quickly controlled the reflex and began moving
her mouth up and down my cock, running her tongue all up and down the shaft
as she went. Her mouth felt so warm and wet, and looking down to see her
brown eyes closed tightly shut as she worked away on my tool, her dirty
blonde hair still nicely arranged from the party hanging over her shoulder,
I thought life couldn’t get any better.
Then however, Kirstie had moved beside me and was licking and playing with
my nipples, running her finger all around my softened but still firm abs.
She was using her other hand down by Shelley’s mouth to tease and squeeze my
balls with her long nails. I was settling in for a nice long blowjob when
suddenly Shelley pulled her mouth off and sat up. I looked alarmed for a
second, wondering if something was wrong, but I could see that Shelley’s
hand had been busy getting herself off. She was using her own cum to pre
lubricate herself, as now she moved up over me and put her arms to the side
of my head, holding herself up. She leaned down and kissed me deeply, and I
could taste all the fluids from Kirstie and myself mixed within her mouth.
Her tits swung seductively just inches from my face and I watched from
between them as Kirstie took hold of my cock and positioned the head at
Shelley’s tight little opening. Shelley slowly slid back onto my dick,
letting it enter her at a frustratingly slow pace. All I could feel around
my cock was the pressure, the intense pressure, from her pussy as it
stretched and expanded to let my 11 inch beast inside. I saw a slight look
of discomfort on Shelley’s face, but it was only in passing as I felt all
but about an inch of my cock enter her as it bottomed out inside.
Shelley gasped and struggled for breath for a moment as she let her body
get adjusted to it.
"God! I’ve never felt so full in all my life!" she said in a heavy whisper.
I slowly began to rock my hips into her, back and forth, trying to jam just
a little more of my meat inside of her tight hole with every thrust.
Kirstie, not wanting to be left out, was now squatting over my face at just
the right angle so Shelley and I could lick at her hole at the same time.
Leaning my head up to lick, Shelley’s tongue had already beaten me to it and
was burrowed deep inside of Kirstie’s steaming hot snatch. Shelley’s and my
tongue danced and touched each other while we ate out Kirstie, and our hips
were thrusting and keeping their own time. I could feel Shelley’s hard clit
up near the head of my dick as I thrust in and out of it in full and
complete strokes. Suddenly she shuddered and cried out loudly as an
explosive orgasm hit. I could feel a small stream of her love juice trickle
down onto my shaft, mingling into the sweaty mess of pubic hair of our
colliding hips.
The friction of her tight cunt, mixed with the intoxicating smell of
Kirstie’s pussy and her womanhood, made my orgasm eminent. With a loud cry,
I bucked my hips into Shelley one more time and exploded stream after stream
of hot cum inside of her tight hole. She lay there with her eyes closed,
savoring the feeling of my cum slowly trickling out of her slit, while she
used her tongue on the inside of Kirstie. Figuring that Shelley had her
covered, I lifted my head to her chest and began to lick and tease Shelley’s
nipples lightly. There were jutting out already in their erect state, and my
pleasuring of her caused her back to arch as I tried to stuff as much of her
right tit into my mouth as possible.
"Come on, come on! Keep at it! Yeaaaahhhh! That’s it!" moaned Kirstie as
Shelley was bringing her to the brink of orgasm. Slowly I reached my hand up
and slid two fingers into her sopping wet cunt, and this was enough to send
her over the edge. Leaning back hard against the wall and head board of the
bed, Kirstie moaned explosively as she released her cum all over Shelley’s
waiting tongue.
Now it was Kirstie’s turn to get fucked, as she climbed off the top of the
bed and slid down by my still hard dick. Jerking me up and down lightly just
to get my cock as hard as possible, she laid on her back on the bed as I
lifted her legs and placed them onto my shoulders. Teasing the entrance to
her cunt with the head of my shaft, I smeared her cum all over it just to
get some extra lubrication, although I hardly needed it considering how wet
and hot she was. In one swift stroke, I began to push my dick into her.
Kirstie was much more accustomed to sex or at least larger penises, because
I had no trouble getting inside. Her pussy walls spasmed as they stretched
around my cock. If Shelley’s cunt had been a tight crevice, Kirstie’s was a
lush jungle. Warm and wet and so incredibly smooth on the inside, she had to
have one of the nicest pussies I have fucked in a long time.
I wasted no time shoving in and out of Kirstie, and this is just how she
liked it – fast and hard. Before I knew it, I was rocking Kirstie up and
down on the bed, her hips bouncing up every time to meet my thrusts. Shelley
was sitting next to us on the bed, alternating between licking the top of
Kirstie’s cunt while I fucked her, and making out with me so that I could
taste the juices that she was tasting.
Shelley couldn’t take just sitting there for too long though, and in a
heartbeat she was up on the bed on her knees with her cute little pussy
right at Kirstie’s nose and mouth while Kirstie licked from the entrance to
Shelley’s hot slit up to her asshole, tasting a little bit of the tangy
flavor of it.
We continued fucking like this for a while, until I could sense that
Kirstie (after having at least three orgasms on my cock) was tiring. Picking
up the pace even more, I was now rocking the bed back and forth on the floor
as Kirstie and Shelley became a mass of sweaty hot bodies licking and
sucking each other while I pounded away at Kirstie’s cunt. I couldn’t take
too much more, but I held on until Shelley’s cries built in volume, which
meant she was about to cum. I timed it just right and just as Shelley’s cry
of pleasure hit a super high volume, I released my cum inside of Kirstie’s
pussy. Her cunt seemed to want to suck my dick dry as it lapped up and
absorbed all of my seed.
Pulling out of her, the three of us collapsed onto the bed in a naked
sweaty heap. Glancing at my watch, I realized that we had been gone for two
and half hours. I told the girls this and we dressed quickly. Slipping out
first was Kirstie, who kissed me in the usual movie star style on the cheek
and gave my ass a squeeze, thanking me for "Helping me get through a tough
time". As she walked off, I could see a little trail of my cum running down
her leg. I was going to holler to her but she was too far down the hall.
Still, it looked damn sexy.
Shelley was straightening her dress and hair up in a full length mirror on
the wall of the room. When she had finished, it looked like nothing had
happened, although her face was a little flush. Shelley gave me a kiss and
slipped out the door as well, handing me a business card.
"That’s a party tomorrow night. You ought to come, it’s very exclusive and
I can promise more action like what happened tonight," Shelley whispered
seductively into my ear. I watched her walk off down the hall and then
checked myself to make sure I looked alright. Shutting the bedroom door
behind me, I made my way down the hall and left the party without anyone
noticing, getting into my Porsche and driving off.
I’ll have to check with Rebecca about scheduling conflicts but if there
aren’t any, you can bet I’ll be at that party. I will let you know how it
goes…
That was the end of the entry. Unfortunately, there wasn’t anything after
that until two months later, and that entry wasn’t interesting or related at
all. Sighing to myself, I closed the book and put it back inside of the
drawer. Shutting the door quietly behind me, I began to see my father in a
different light. Maybe there was more of those books and his exploits. He
didn’t sound any different than me, at least sexually. Perhaps I misjudged
him…
CHAPTER 9: Elizabeth Hurley
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