Title: Sex For Drugs – Chapter 13
Author: Kash the Priest
Celeb: Beyoncé Knowles
Codes: cons, mf, feet fetish, oral
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and should not be viewed by anyone under 18
Author’s note: Hey. It’s the return of SFD. Most of you already know the deal with chapter 12, but if you don’t then just e-mail me. After my story ’Beautiful Liars,’ you guys complained that the story had more on Shakira’s feet then Beyoncé’s, so this one is just a feet fetish one dedicated to Beyoncé’s feet. Hope you enjoy. Elisha Cuthbert makes her return in the next chapter and feedback
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Sex For Drugs – Chapter 13
The alarm went off on my clock and I reached over and slapped the alarm clock. I sat up looking at the time. It was 8:00 am. No matter how long I slept, I always woke up feeling like shit, but it was nothing a hot shower couldn’t fix.
Stefan had signed Beyoncé for a couple of dates at the club and promised her some time to rehearse at the club while we were closed, so she could get a feel for the place. She was gonna be there at 9:00am today and although it was Stefan’s deal, I wanted to be there. My excuse was so that we look more professional and look like we care, but it was really so I could drool over Beyoncé’s unbelievably hot body.
I got up and took a hot shower to wake me up and got dressed. The usual, Armani sports jacket and white pants to match, but I added sunglasses to my attire, to cover my red eyes from a lack of sleep and to much weed.
I went downstairs to see Melissa laid out on the couch. She was starting to take Heroine at the level she was taking before she had her overdose. She was now definitely a concern, but I needed her awake and not out of it to confront her about it. I wasn’t too sure where Tammy and Brittany were, they probably had some kind of girls night out or something. They seemed to be spending more and more time together. I headed down to my car and pulled out.
One of the things that Stefan had negotiated with Beyoncé, was that she wasn’t to do the same tracks on any of her sessions. He was planning on this being a two disc live album. She was only allowed to repeat a track if the fans wanted it. I had to admit, Stefan was coming into his own with this idea of doing live sets and selling them off as live albums or freestyle album, depending on who was performing.
I was about five minutes early, at least that guaranteed I’d be there first, or at least before Beyoncé. I parked the car in the car park out back and walked around the front. To my surprise, Beyoncé was already there, standing in front of the front door.
She had on a black dress, that was very short, with open toed shoes, the heels must’ve been about four inches. Her hair was dark brown, straight and left out. She had a starbucks coffee in one hand and a hand bag on the floor near the other. The hand bag looked more like a small bag that you’d take to the plane as hand luggage.
“Hi.” I said as I approached her.
“Hi.“ She responded. She looked a bit weary, not knowing who I was seeing as though we had never met.
“I’m Kash.” I introduced myself.
“Oh!” Beyoncé said, leaning forward, hugging me with one hand and doing the showbiz thing, of placing one kiss on each cheek. “So you’re the infamous Kash?” She asked, while I searched around my pocket for the keys.
“Infamous?” I asked. I felt like I was getting referred to as being ‘infamous’ quite frequently as of late. “I haven’t done anything to get that title.” I said. Sure I had done a few unsavoury things, but nothing that anyone other than whoever was in the room at the time would know about. Unless people were going around running their mouths.
“I don’t mean it in a bad way.” Beyoncé asked. “I’ve just heard a lot about you. I know what the club is famous for and why everyone flocks here. Also rumours say that it was you who made this club what it is.” I guess people know more about the place than we’d like them to know. I opened the front door. Beyoncé went to pick up her bag.
“Let me get that for you.” I said taking the bag from her. “What have you got in here? It’s a bit heavy.”
“A few outfits for the performance.” Beyoncé replied. “Someone should be bringing the rest of my stuff around later.” Beyoncé went through the doors first and I followed her in, locking the door behind me. I led her to the main part of the club, around the area where we have the strippers.
“You have poles up?” Beyoncé asked.
“Those are for the pole dancers.” I replied, not wanting to tell her that this is a strip club as well as a night club. It seemed like that piece of information might offend her.
“Stefan was suppose to have them taken down for your performance, but he must’ve been busy. I’ll get someone to do it.” I said taking a seat at one of the tables right on front of the poles.
“No!” Beyoncé said. “Leave them. I could use them for my performance.” She walked up the steps up at the side to one of the poles. She held the pole with one hand as she looked at it. It looked as though she was thinking of using it as a prop tonight for her performance. Probably trying to work out which track she could work it into.
“I haven’t done a gig at a small venue like this since Destiny’s Child first started.” Beyoncé said looking around the club. “I have to admit. I’m quite nervous about tonight.”
“Really? Most performers we have just quickly come in about 15 minutes before their performance, do their thing and leave.”
“I’m a perfectionist, so I worry about every single little, insignificant, small, minor detail when it comes to my performances.” Beyoncé said.
“Nothing wrong with someone loving their job.”
“Yeah!” She gave a nervous laugh. She got off the stage and sat down on the chair beside me.
“So…” I started. “…What are you planning to do with the pole?” I asked. Beyoncé looked as if she was thinking about what she was actually going to do with it. “Are you going to do a striptease?” I asked and Beyoncé laughed.
“You’d like, that wouldn’t you?”
Yes!” I gave he an emphatic reply. “Watching you shake that booty while you take your clothes off, that would be the best!” Beyoncé laughed some more.
“You’re quite a forward person aren’t you?” Beyoncé asked.
“I am, but most people just think I’m being funny or that I’m being sarcastic. Like just now. I thought you were offering to do a naked pole dance for me, where I was actually hoping to see you naked, but you laughed it off as a joke.” I said trying to sound upset shaking my head.
“You did it again!” Beyoncé laughed. “I don’t know if you’re being serious or if you’re still joking.”
“You want a drink?” I asked, changing the subject.
“Yeah. Thanks. Cranberry juice would be nice.”
“Going for a very dry dink.” I said getting up. Beyoncé got up and started to follow me to the bar. I opted to have a non alcoholic beverage as well, didn’t want to seem like an alcoholic, drinking so early in the morning.
“So where’s Stefan?” Beyoncé asked.
“I’m not sure.” I replied honestly. “He must be running late.” I poured her a glass of cranberry juice and I poured myself a glass of pineapple juice. Beyoncé picked up her glass and took a sip.
“You wanna head back to where we were sitting?” I asked taking a sip of my drink.
“Sure!” She replied, standing up. I walked over to the table in front of the stage and put my glass down. I looked back at Beyoncé to see her walking quite slowly, with her glass in her hand.
“Uncomfortable shoes?” I asked walking over to her and taking the glass from her hand.
“Not really. The heels are very high and it’s a little difficult to walk in them on this surface.” Beyoncé replied. I looked down at the floor, it was quite a polished surface and would probably be quite easy for her to slip on with the high heels that she was wearing if she was walking too fast.
“You have very nice looking toes. You get a pedicure recently?” I asked, staring at her feet. She had white nail polish on her toes to match her outfit.
“Thanks! Yeah, I did get a pedicure.” She said turning her foot to one side, posing with her foot.
I walked over to the table and placed her glass in front of the seat she was sitting on before. Beyoncé took a seat beside me.
“These high heels are really taking it’s toll on the balls of my feet.” Beyoncé commented.
“Why don’t you take your shoes off. They are open toed so your feet shouldn’t stink.”
“Thanks!” Beyoncé said sarcastically, gently pushing my arm. “But it is still a good idea.” She reached down to one foot and tried to pull the back off her shoe off her foot.
“Having a little trouble with them?” I asked sipping my drink.
“A little.” Beyoncé replied. “It’s a little dark in here and I can’t really see what I’m doing properly.” I hadn’t turned any lights on and the club was relying on the small windows for sunlight to light the place, but it was still not really dark.
“Come on! It’s not that dark!” I said. “Here, let me get them for you.” I said motioning with my hand for her to put her foot on my lap. Beyoncé raised her left foot and I placed the back of her calf on my thigh.
The shoe had a little buckle on the side of her ankle, that she was struggling with. I unhooked it, getting the strap off and pulled her shoe off her foot.
“That’s much better!” Beyoncé said wriggling her toes. I held her foot and it felt warm. I decided to rub the balls of her feet cos she was complaining about how they were aching cos of the shoes.
“Ohhhhh!” Beyoncé moaned throwing her head back as I gently circled the balls under her toes with my thumb, applying gentle pressure. “You have no idea how good that feels.” Beyoncé said, now looking at me. I didn’t say anything as I continued to work my thumbs up and down her soles, applying extra pressure on the balls.
“Give me the other foot now.” I said motioning with my hand for her other foot. She lifted her right foot up, placing it foot over her left foot, her legs crossed at the ankles, the bottom of her foot facing me. I undid the buckle and took her shoe off.
“Can you massage this one too?” Beyoncé asked, her voice just above a whisper, sounding a little sultry. Was she getting turned on from get her feet massaged? I had to admit, I was starting to get a slight boner from rubbing her sexy feet.
“Sure!” I replied gently caressing the top of her foot, causing her to curl her toes and let out a gentle moan. That was the kind of reaction I was expecting if she was getting turned on. If she wasn’t, then she would’ve had no reaction.
I held her foot in my hand, gently rubbing the balls under her toes with my thumb while I gently squeezed the top of her foot with my fingers. Beyoncé moaned gently, pushing her breasts up into the air and moaning gently. I could feel a full erection now. I think It was from touching her sexy feet but mainly cause she was getting turned on by the foot massage as well and her moaning.
I could feel my boner pressing against the back of her calf on her left leg. I was hoping that she wouldn’t notice but at the same time, I was hoping that she would, hoping that her reaction to my hard-on would be to help relieve my erection. But most likely, she’d call me a pervert, grab her shoes and storm off.
“You have really talented hands.” Beyoncé said slowly opening her eyes. “I feel like I should pay the favour back.”
“You could do your performance for free.” I joked. Beyoncé gave a weak laugh.
“I was thinking more on the lines of like for like.” She said looking into my eyes. I wasn’t sure what she meant, but then I felt her hand on my crotch. Was she referring to using her hand to pleasure me like I was doing for her?
“Hey!” I heard Stefan’s voice as he entered the club.
“Hey!” Beyoncé said taking her legs off my lap, getting to her feet, greeting Stefan with a hug. Beyoncé looked back at me with a seductive look for a couple of seconds, turning her attention back to what Stefan was saying.
I wasn’t paying any attention to what Stefan was saying, I was just lost in my thought of what could’ve happened if he never came in. The doors opened again and some more people came in, they were Beyoncé’s people, coming in with props and outfits and whatever else she needed for her performance.
Stefan showed her to the back, probably to a room that would be her dressing room. But first, Beyoncé came in front of me, turning her back to me, bending right over as she went to pick her shoes up. I could see right up her dress, her big round ass in a tiny pair of white thongs.
Beyoncé looked back at me as she picked up her shoes and gave me a sexy smile before she stood up and walked to the back with all of her entourage, Stefan leading the way. After a couple of minutes, Stefan came back and sat down on the seat that Beyoncé was on.
“How’s it going Kash?” He smiled, looking forward, noticing Beyoncé’s glass of cranberry juice. He picked it up and took a sip.
“I think… something may have… happened.” I said, trying to process my thoughts into words.
“What you mean happened?” He said using very bad English.
“With Beyoncé.” I said. “She… she touched my dick.”
“You serious?” Stefan said putting the glass down, leaning forward looking very interested in what I had to say. “You mean just accidentally touched? Or she… stroked?”
“I was massaging her feet cos she was complaining about her feet hurting. She was moaning and… writhing around and she said I had talented hands and that she wants to pay the favour back. Like for like are the exact words she used before she put her hand on my cock.”
“Then what happened?” Stefan said intrigued.
“You came in.”
“Shit! If I knew I would’ve waited.” Stefan said.
“It doesn’t make a difference. Her Entourage came in. They would’ve broken it up.”
“But if I didn’t come in, then the door would’ve still been locked.” Stefan said.
“They would’ve banged on the door and that would’ve been a boner breaker.”
“Well… I’m sure you’ll get over it by sticking your dick deep inside Elisha Cuthbert’s tight pussy tomorrow.” Stefan said taking out a joint, reminding me about my date with Elisha tomorrow. “How dis-loyal is that? Trying to fuck a Goddess while you got a… Goddess waiting to fuck you tomorrow?” Stefan laughed putting the joint in between his lips, looking for a lighter in his pockets. “You know? That doesn’t sound fair.” He was referring to my date with Elisha Cuthbert tomorrow.
“What have I told you about smoking weed out here?” I said taking the joint from his mouth.
“Not to do it?” Stefan replied, not sure if it was the right answer.
“Exactly! We can’t have the smell of weed out here.” I said putting the joint into my mouth and walking to the back, lighting it. “What we got on the agenda today, apart from the live show?”
“Got a guy who owes us money.” Stefan said, right behind me.
“So what’s new?” I asked.
The place was buzzing with excitement. Beyoncé’s performance was sold out the day we announced it. There was people queuing up outside trying to get in, we had already caught a couple of scalpers outside and took care of them. It’s hard to believe that just this morning the place was dead and no one was around.
Me and Stefan had spent the day watching Beyoncé rehearse. It was now about half an hour before she had to come out and perform, so I decided to go and see how she was doing. I knocked on her dressing room door.
“Come in!” Beyoncé said, not even asking who’s there. I opened the door and looked in. Beyoncé was sitting on a chair in front of a dresser with a mirror. The dressing room had a couch as well, which was more comfortable than the chair, but Beyoncé probably wanted to sit in front of the mirror.
She was dressed in a purple, tight rubber looking out fit. A small tight top that made her tits look bigger than they actually are and was quite short, so it showed off her toned stomach. She had on a pair of tight looking hot pants. Her hair was left out straight and she was barefoot. I noticed purple shoes on the floor, which matched her outfit.
“You feeling nervous about your performance?” I asked.
“Even more than this morning.” She replied looking at me. “Here! Sit!” She said motioning to a chair beside her. I sat down.
“Anything I could do to help?” I asked. “Need me to take your mind off things?”
“How are you gonna do that?” Beyoncé asked.
“I don’t know.” I shrugged my shoulders. “Continue where we left off in the morning?” Beyoncé smiled and placed her feet on my lap. “I take that as a yes?” I asked and Beyoncé laughed in reply. I started to massage her feet, not paying attention to what I was doing. My eye was locked on her face. She looked so beautiful right now. She had very large hoop ear rings on and her face looked like it had a natural look, probably took her make up people hours to do it.
“There’s a good way to relieve anxiety.” I said to her.
“And what’s that?” She asked.
“You could masturbate. It helps us guys to whack one off to relax and calm us.” I replied. Beyoncé took her feet off my lap. Maybe I offended her. I looked up to see her wriggling her hips around as she pulled her hot pants down.
“What are you doing?” I asked, surprised at what she was actually doing.
“How am I gonna masturbate with my pants on?” She asked with a smile as she pulled her hot pants down and off around her ankles. She sat down on the floor in front of me, with her legs spread, giving me a good view of her dark pussy.
“You need me to leave?” I asked making no attempt at actually getting up, my eyes locked on her cunt. Beyoncé didn’t answer, she started to rub her clit with her fingers.
“I’m glad you told me to masturbate.” Beyoncé said.
“Why?” I said tilting my head, trying to look around her hand and watch her clitoris being stimulated by her fingers.
“I’ve been so horny today. When you were massaging my feet, I could feel your huge cock rubbing against the back of my legs, getting so big and I just wanted to feel it so deep inside me. Stretching out my tight pussy. Just thinking about your huge cock is getting me so wet!” Beyoncé moaned, closing her eyes, her fingers rubbing against her pussy, making a bit of a sloshing sound, showing that she was actually getting wet.
Beyoncé had managed to give me a rock hard erection and I stood up. Seeing as though she had her pussy on view for me, I don‘t think she‘d mind if I had my dick on view for her, so I unzipped and pulled my cock out. I went in front of her as quietly as I could, not making a sound. I touched the back of her head and she opened her eyes.
“Oh my! That looks so big!” She said, her eyes level with my cock. I held my cock bringing it closer to her mouth. Beyoncé looked up at me with a huge smile and opened her mouth as I pushed my cock into her mouth.
Beyoncé started to work her luscious lips up and down my shaft. She put her hands around my waist and grabbed my butt cheeks, one hand on each cheek. Pulling me closer to her when her head bobbed forward, trying to force my cock further in to her mouth and down her throat.
“I thought we were trying to relieve my anxiety?” Beyoncé laughed, taking my cock out of her mouth. She took my cock to the back of her mouth and took her mouth off my cock. “But I guess we’ll work on your anxiety first.” She started to work her lips up and down my shaft again.
“What am I anxious about?” I asked her. Beyoncé took her mouth off my cock.
“Trying to fuck me!” Beyoncé replied taking my cock into her mouth. I felt pre-cum ooze out into her mouth as she said this. “Getting wet already?” Beyoncé said taking her mouth off my dick, swallowing my pre-cum while she stroked my cock fast.
“Your cock feels so good throbbing hard on my tongue.” Beyoncé said in a sultry tone looking up at me. She stopped stroking my cock and lay flat on her back on the floor just in front of me. She lifted her legs and sandwiched my cock in between the soles off her feet.
“That feels so good!” She moaned, slowly working the balls under her toes up and down my shaft. “Seeing as though you weren’t finished massaging my feet, looks like I’ll have to use your throbbing, hard cock to finish the job.” Beyoncé said with a big smile.
Beyoncé worked the balls under her toes up and down my shaft. They felt so warm and fleshy against my sensitive cock. Her blow job was amazing and she had used enough saliva to get my cock wet so that there wouldn’t be any friction.
“Are you gonna give me a quick massage or a long one?” Beyoncé asked me as she continued to work the soles of her feet up and down my shaft, getting faster with every stroke. I wasn’t sure how long I was gonna be able to hold out so I didn’t give her an answer.
“Not too long by the looks of things.” Beyoncé said, her eyes locked on my cock as more pre-cum oozed out of my cock. Beyoncé leaned back on her hands and moved her head forward. She moved her feet to the base of my cock and gripped my cock hard with her toes while she leaned her head forward and licked the tip, taking my pre-cum into her mouth. She was more flexible than I thought she’d be.
“Mmm. It tastes so good!” Beyoncé moaned and more pre-cum started to spurt out. “At this rate, there’ll barely be anything for you to shoot out when you cum!” Beyoncé laughed taking my cock head into her mouth and working her lips up and down my shaft.
I watched Beyoncé’s gorgeous face while she sucked my cock head. She licked up the underside of my shaft, right up to her feet and then she started to run her tongue along the side of her foot, licking up to her biggest toe. She licked along the tops of her toes and then slid her tongue down the top of my shaft and back down to my cock head.
Beyoncé started to work her lips up and down my cock head again and this time she kept her feet pressed against the sides of her mouth so that the soles of her feet was working up and down my shaft while her lips worked on my cock head.
She was going too slow so I held her head by the back of her head and then I started to thrust my hips back and fourth, hitting the back of her throat with my cock head. She gagged the first couple of times, but after a couple of thrusts, she was expecting it and prepared herself.
Beyoncé started to squeeze my shaft tight with the balls under her toes, pressing them together hard and squeezing the top side of my shaft with her fleshy toe heads, pressing down on the top of my shaft. I continued to go as fast as I could, knowing that she had to be up on stage soon. Beyoncé patted me on my ass and I let go off her head. She breathed hard, gasping for air, taking her feet off my cock and placing them on the floor.
“FUCK!” She said out loud now stroking my cock with her hand. “Let’s go onto the couch.” Beyoncé said getting up and going on to the couch. I followed her and sat beside her, close to the left arm of the couch, Beyoncé on the right of me.
Beyoncé sat sideways so that her back was facing the far arm of the couch, but she was too close to me to be touching it. She had her feet already up on my lap. She placed her left foot, the foot closest to my stomach on my groin, the side of her foot pressing down gently onto my crotch area. Beyoncé placed my cock along the top of the balls under her toes, my cock head going in the gap in between the balls of her feet and the fleshy head of her toes.
She pressed my cock against her left foot with her hand, curling her toes tight to keep grip on my cock head, to hold it in place while she moved her other foot, her right foot up, sandwiching my cock in between the soles of her feet.
Beyoncé held the top of her right foot with her hand and used her hand to move her foot, rubbing the sole of her foot up and down one side of my shaft, while still keeping her toes curled tight on her other foot to keep my cock in place. She was getting faster with every stroke, pushing my cock harder with her right foot against the sole of her other foot. More pre-cum started to ooze out, going in between Beyoncé’s toes.
“More pre-cum.” Beyoncé said. “Does that mean I’m gonna have to work a little longer till you cum?” Beyoncé asked in a sultry voice.
“No!” I moaned as she rubbed the sole of her foot up and down my cock as fast as she could, getting more pace now that she was using her hand to move her foot up and down on my sole.
“Keep going! I’m gonna cum soon!” I moaned some more.
“God, your cock is throbbing so hard! It would’ve felt so good in my mouth!” Beyoncé said lowering her head.
“FUCK!” I yelled as she pinned my cock down with her foot, her toes curled around my pee hole tightly, making my cum struggle to shoot out.
“Fuck, that feels so hot!” Beyoncé said taking her right foot off, watching my cock throb on top of her other foot as my balls shot out load after load of cum in between her toes.
“That’s a lot of cum, considering how much pre-cum you let out.” Beyoncé said moving her hair behind her ears, licking my cock head. She loosened her grip off my cock head enough for my cock to get free off her hold. Her toes were curled, and looked as though they were cupped and this helped to keep my cum from dripping through the other side of her toes and onto my pants.
Beyoncé started to lap up my cum off her toes. When she got the bulk of my cum off, she spread her toes to lick my cum off clean from in between her toes.
“Now it’s my turn to get rid of some tension.” Beyoncé said laying on her back on the couch, spreading her legs to show me her clean shaved pussy again.
“You’re gonna have to go out onto stage soon.” I said not sure if I had enough time to make her cum.
“Don’t worry, I cum very quickly, especially when I’ve gone without sex for more than a day.” Beyoncé said grabbing me by the back of my head, pushing my head down towards her cunt. Placing her legs on my shoulders, one on each shoulder.
I quickly started to lap away at her moist pussy, licking at her opening, working my way up to her clit as I pushed two fingers into her tight hole straight away, not warming up by working in one finger at a time.
“Fuck!” Beyoncé moaned, pushing my head closer to her pussy as I started to finger fuck her as fast as I could. I was licking away at her clit pretty fast and I knew I was hitting the spot, I could feel her pussy getting wetter around my fingers and her toned thighs were clamping around the sides of my head, wrapping around tighter with every lick and touch of my fingers.
“Hey Bee!” There was a knock on the door. “You’re up!”
“FUCK!” She yelled. “I’M CUMMING!” She screamed as I felt her pussy contract around my fingers and then clamp tight around my fingers as her hips bucked back and fourth against my face wildly, her legs clamping even tighter around the sides of my head.
I continued working my fingers in and out of her, lapping at any juices that was anywhere near my tongue until her orgasm subsided. She released my head from in between her legs. I pulled my fingers out of her, going to put them in my mouth when Beyoncé stopped me, holding my wrist with both of her hands. She Wrapped her lips around my fingers, closing her eyes while she savoured the taste of her own cum.
“I gotta go now.” She said getting off the couch, putting her feet into her shoes. “I’m lucky that they’re not open toed.” She laughed as she walked out.
“Oh good! You’re heading out.” I heard Stefan’s voice. “I was just coming to get you.”
“I’ll see you after the show.” Beyoncé said as I heard her walk off, her foot steps getting faint. I could see Stefan outside her door and I quickly put my cock away, zipping up as he looked in.
“Dawg!” He said sounding excited. “Did you…?”
“She’s lucky she’s not wearing open toed shoes.” I repeated what she said.
“Why?” Stefan asked looking confused.
“Cos I came on her feet.” I said standing up, boasting about what had happened just minutes ago.
“I feel like I sometimes live vicariously through you, you know?” Stefan said.
“Why? You probably have sex with more women than me.”
“Sure.” Stefan said. “I may have quantity, but you have the quality pussy. The celebrity pussy.”
“What do we have on the agenda tonight?” I cut him off, before he could say anything else.
“Same thing we do pretty much everyday and night.”
“What’s that?” I asked.
“Bust some heads and collect our fucking money.” Stefan replied getting excited.
“To the interrogation room?” I asked not even waiting for him to answer, walking past him heading in that direction.
“You know it!”
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Title: Britney’s Instructor Melissa 2
Author: Kash the Priest
Celeb: Britney Spears
Codes: nc, ff, feet fetish, oral, anal
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and should not be viewed by anyone under 18
Author’s note: Hey. It’s the rlong awaited follow up to the story of the same name. Hope you guys enjoy and send feedback to the usual adddress of kash_the_pr1est@yahoo.com or leave comments on the message boards
Britney’s Instructor Melissa 2
“I’ll see you on Thursday, Melissa.” Britney said waving good bye by wiggling her fingers.
“See you then!” Melissa smiled back. Melissa was still fuming from what Britney had done to her nearly a week ago. Last week Britney had attacked her in the gym’s shower and raped her with a strap-on. The only thing that made her more pissed off with what had happened, was the fact that Britney had managed to make her cum. That made her even angrier than when Britney finished it off by lapping up her cum and spitting it out into her mouth.
Melissa went into the locker room, opened her locker and pulled her bag out. She grabbed her bag and quickly made her way downstairs. She waved goodbye to the security guard, who opened the front door to let her out.
The gym was located on the first floor in a mall. Melissa looked around to see if she could see Britney anywhere. She looked over the railing onto the ground floor to see Britney getting off the escalator.
‘Parking Lot.’ Melissa said to herself. She quickly made her way down the escalator and to the parking lot. She could see Britney approaching her white Merc. Rich, spoilt bitch, Melissa thought to herself as she got into her own car.
Melissa pulled out, keeping a good distance away from Britney, so she wouldn’t notice that she was being followed. Melissa followed Britney all the way to her house and carried on driving as she watched Britney enter her huge mansion, which made her even more envious of the pop princess.
Melissa parked her car just a little further down the street on the side of the road. She got out of her car and looked around to see any signs that said ‘No parking’ or anything along those lines. It looked like she was OK to park there without getting a ticket or towed.
She walked up to the gates of Britney’s mansion. The gates were just there to stop cars from coming in. She looked to the side and saw an entrance for people on foot.
She walked around the house, looking in through the huge windows to see if she could see Britney anywhere, stalking the pop princess. She went around the back and saw two glass doors, with plant pots at the side of them, which were so big they looked like small trees. It looked like some kind of entrance to a fancy restaurant.
Melissa noticed a dining table and chairs, about ten feet in front of the glass doors. ‘Probably comes out here and has dinner whenever it’s too hot to stay inside,’ Melissa thought bitterly.
Melissa looked in, hiding behind one of the plants. The doors were part of the kitchen and she could see Britney. Britney was standing in front of the fridge, still in the same clothes as she was in back at the gym. Grey sweat pants and a black tank top. She was pouring herself a glass of juice and was talking on the phone.
‘Shit!’ Melissa thought as she saw Britney come towards the glass doors. She moved around the huge plant. Britney opened the doors and walked out towards the dining table set, taking a seat, sipping her drink as she carried on talking on the phone.
Britney had her back turned to the doors and this was the perfect opportunity for Melissa to sneak in undetected. Melissa didn’t take her eyes of Britney as she snuck into the house. She crept into the hallway, looking for the stairs. She walked down the hall, that seem to stretch on forever and finally found the stairs.
Melissa started to realise that there was every possibility that she was gonna get caught, mainly because she knew that she was gonna get lost on the way out.
As Melissa went along the hallway upstairs, she looked into every room, trying to figure out which one was Britney’s. When she stepped into a room, that had clothes laying on the floor and just looked messy in general, she figured that this was Britney’s room.
She walked in and looked around the room, trying to figure out where Britney could leave the strap-on. Melissa started off by looking in Britney’s huge walk in closet, which looked more like a room.
She looked around thinking, ‘This is bigger than my bedroom.’ She looked around and all she could see was expensive clothes and shoes. ‘She wouldn’t put it in here.’ Melissa thought to herself.
She walked out of the closet and looked around in the main bedroom. She noticed a chest of drawers beside the bed. She walked over to it and opened the drawers one by one. The first couple had stuff like notepads, junk along those lines. The next one down was a sock drawer and the final drawer was an underwear drawer.
Melissa noticed something black that looked like plastic and pulled it out, accidentally pulling out some of Britney’s underwear in the process, to see that it was the exact same strap-on that Britney had used on her.
Melissa placed the strap-on on the bed and bent over and picked up Britney’s underwear. She dropped a black thong and pink panties. As she picked them up to put them back in the drawer, she noticed how soft they were and started to rub them, thinking about how Britney Spears had worn them. This was starting to turn her on and she decided that she was going to try them on, to see how soft they felt.
She took off her gym shoes, pulled off her tight, black sweat pants and black panties off at the same time and put the pink panties on. Melissa bent over to see what else Britney had.
“Who the hell are you?” She heard Britney’s strong southern voice ask her. Melissa stood up straight. “Melissa? What the fuck are you doing in my house?” Britney asked confused, walking towards Melissa. “Wait! Are those my underwear that you’re wearing?” Britney said, noticing the strap-on on the bed. “Why are you here?” Britney said, now with a hint of concern in her voice. Melissa was like a blood hound and could smell fear in Britney.
“What does it look like?” She said stretching her arms out, holding them in the air. “While I was waiting for you to come upstairs, so I could fuck you, I was trying on some of your underwear.” She said as if it was no big deal.
“You’re sick!” Britney said. “Give me back my underwear and get the fuck out of my house, before I call the cops.”
“Sure thing Britney!” Melissa smiled. “You’re the boss!” Britney couldn’t help but feel a little uneasy about how easily Melissa had given in. Then she remembered the tone that Melissa was using. It was her usual tone she used in the gym just before she totally ignored her and did something else.
Melissa started to take off the panties really slowly, easing it down her hips, down her toned thighs. Britney watched, envying Melissa gorgeous toned body, remembering back to when she was as toned as that. Melissa took the panties off around her ankles and handed them to Britney
“Did that turn you on?” Melissa asked Britney.
“Eww! Why would that turn me on? I’m not a lesbo!”
“Could’ve fooled me!” Melissa said. “The other week at the gym, in the showers, when you came and fucked me and then lapped at my pussy,” Melissa said as she stepped forward, just inches on front of the blond starlet. “Taking in my cum into your mouth.” Melissa said circling her finger around Britney’s mouth. “That was what a straight woman does right?”
“Fuck you!” Britney screamed, pushing Melissa away from her. “Put on your shit on and get the fuck out!” She yelled. Melissa picked up her panties. Britney turned around and tossed the pink panties onto a pile of clothes on the side. Probably a laundry pile for the maid.
As Britney turned around to face Melissa, Melissa leapt at her. Knocking Britney onto the bed, pinning her down, by holding her wrists. Britney screamed and Melissa looked around, trying to find a way to shut her up. She realised she still had her own panties in her hand and stuffed them into Britney’s mouth, muffling out her screams. Britney could feel something hard between her legs and looked around, realising that Melissa didn’t put her panties on, she put the strap-on on instead.
Britney started to struggle underneath Melissa. Melissa reached down to the waist band of Britney’s sweat pants and tried to pull them down, but she was met with resistance, the more resistance Britney put up, the more Melissa remembered about what Britney did to her in the showers. How a spoilt, blonde, air head had over powered her and forced herself on her. The more she thought about it, the angrier she got.
Britney had managed to push Melissa’s panties out of her mouth with her tongue. This pushed Melissa over the edge and she pulled one hand back and slapped Britney across the face, hard. Britney’s head was now slapped to one side, with her hair covering her face. Britney could feel tears starting to build up, not from being slapped, but from realising defeat.
Melissa quickly got on her knees, in between Britney’s legs and pulled her sweat pants and panties off. She grabbed hold of the dildo on the strap-on, she spat on the tip and rubbed her saliva up and down the strap-on and then pressed the tip against Britney’s pussy.
“”Do you remember the last thing you said when you raped me in the showers?” Melissa asked, pausing for a second. “Payback’s a bitch!” She said thrusting her hips forward.
“AAAARRRRGGGGHHHHH!” Britney screamed as the thick eight inch strap-on slid halfway into her cunt.
“Look who’s got a loose pussy!” Melissa made fun off Britney and it had the impact that she had gone for, as she saw the hurt in Britney’s eyes. Melissa pulled her own tank top off, revealing her round breasts. She reached down and pulled Britney’s top off. ‘Bitch!’ Melissa thought as she looked at Britney’s breast, which were larger than hers.
Melissa put her weight on top of Britney as she went on top of her, and positioned herself so that she could reach Britney’s breasts with her mouth. She started to squeeze them and flick the nipples with her tongue and then opened her mouth, taking in as much of her breast into her mouth as she could.
Britney closed her eyes, trying to block out what Melissa was doing to her, but it was no good. She could feel the thick eight inch strap-on working in and out of her pussy. Britney had never had anything this big in her, even though she was tempted to use the dildo that was attached on the strap-on on herself, she didn’t.
Melissa got back up onto her knees, placing Britney’s shoulder’s on her shoulder’s, held on to her thighs and started to thrust in and out of Britney’s pussy, getting faster and faster with every thrust.
“You like that Britney?” Melissa asked. “You like the way I work my big dick in and out of your loose pussy?” She asked, referring to the dildo on the strap-on as her dick. “No wonder your husband’s never home. If I had a small dick and my wife had a huge pussy, I’d be out looking to score with a chick who’d fit around my small dick.” She said making fun of both Britney and her husband at the same time.
Britney felt tears start to build up and turned her head to the side, trying to hide her tears from Melissa. Melissa carried on slamming into her, relentlessly. Britney’s tears started to run down the side of her head, towards her ears, she sniffed as she tried to fight back the tears.
Melissa watched Britney’s huge tits bounce up and down. She started to envy Britney’s tits again. Britney already had huge tits and now after having a baby, they were even bigger. Melissa thought about how Britney must breast feed and that they must be sore from her son biting down on them and slapped Britney on the side of one of her tits hard.
“AAAARRRRGGGHHHHHH!” Britney screamed, her body moving in the opposite direction of where she was slapped. Melissa had an evil smile form on her face. ‘Serves you right for having huge boobs.’ She thought, as she saw more tears run down the side of Britney’s head.
Britney just closed her eyes, hoping for the whole ordeal to be over, when she realised that Melissa was doing this for revenge, which meant Melissa was going to keep going until she came. Britney decided to fake an orgasm, look like she was getting into it even though she wasn’t just so Melissa would leave.
Britney realised instantly that she couldn‘t fake it. Melissa was gonna want to finish it the same way that Britney finished it and that’s by lapping up her cum and then spitting her own cum out into her mouth and if she faked, then there would be no cum for Melissa to lap up.
Melissa looked down at Britney as she thrust into her as fast as she could. She was starting to get out of breath from going so fast. Britney had a distant look on her face. ‘What does it take to make Britney Spears cum?’ Melissa thought looked at the expressionless face of Britney.
She had been at this a while and she had no luck on making her cum. She had already humiliated Britney enough and all she needed to do was finish it off by making Britney cum and then make her swallow her own cum. Maybe this rough, fast fucking approach wasn’t working, maybe Britney responds to the softer touch.
Melissa pushed the strap-on half way in and went down on top of Britney, she wrapped her arms around Britney, under her arms. She reached around Britney’s shoulders and wiped her tears away. She kissed Britney tenderly and Britney kissed her back to Melissa’s surprise, Britney wrapped her arms around her too.
They both started to kiss each other passionately, working their tongues in and out of each other’s mouth. Melissa started to pull her hips back and slowly thrust forward, Britney let out a low moan and Melissa knew what her weakness was.
Britney could feel Melissa start to work the strap-on in and out of her moist cunt very slowly. She thought she was gonna have to resort to trying to finger herself to make herself cum, but luckily for her, Melissa slowed the pace down. She liked to start off slow and build up to it.
Melissa started to gradually build the pace up, her arms going under Britney and holding her shoulders. She held onto Britney’s shoulder’s as she thrust into her hard, causing Britney’s body to bounce up.
She watched Britney’s tits bounce up and down in front of her. She positioned her head so she could suck those round tits. She took a boob into her mouth and started to suck, using a little force and milk spurt into her mouth.
Melissa was a little surprised, but remembered that Britney had her son about two months ago and was still breast feeding. She stopped sucking to stop the milk spurting out. She was about to spit it the milk back out until the taste hit her. She couldn’t quite put her finger on what it tasted, she swallowed. She started to suck Britney’s tits some more, trying to figure out what the taste reminded her of, her focus on revenge disappearing momentarily.
Britney looked down and watched Melissa sucking away at her boobs. She started to wonder if Melissa despised her because she was gay and secretly had a crush on her. She was starting to find that she liked this tender side of Melissa and the fact that Melissa wasn’t turned off by the fact that she had a child.
The first time Britney’s husband sucked her breasts and milk came out, he instantly spat it back out on her boobs and went and rinsed his mouth out. Melissa reacted differently, she swallowed and carried on sucking for more.
Melissa took her mouth off Britney’s boob and went up to kiss her. Melissa opened her mouth and let Britney’s breast milk flowed out of her mouth and into Britney’s. Britney swallowed her own breast milk and carried on sucking at Melissa’s tongue.
Britney started to grind her body underneath Melissa’s body, trying to match her thrusts. Melissa knew that she had Britney reeled in and wanting more. She got up on to her knees, with the strap-on still in Britney and started to thrust into Britney hard, holding her legs by the back of her knees. She admired Britney’s legs, her toned calves.
“You like that Britney?” Melissa asked. “You like the way my huge dick fills the whole of your wide cunt?” Britney thought it was strange that Melissa was insulting her vagina’s grip again, but she replied anyway.
“Yeah!” Britney moaned as her breasts bounced up and down, her wet nipples hitting her on her chin. She was starting to really get into it, gripping the pillow under her head with both hands, moaning every time Melissa thrust deep into her moist hole. Melissa was still holding her legs by the back of her knees. She placed the soles of Britney’s feet on her own breasts, one foot on each breast.
Melissa looked down at Britney small feet on her breasts, she liked the feeling of having Britney’s soft soles on her breasts and as she pounded into Britney, Britney’s feet gently rubbing her tits up and down. Melissa liked the feeling of having Britney rubbing her feet on her tits and grabbed Britney’s feet and started to rub them on her tits faster.
Britney spread her toes and Melissa’s sensitive nipples would get clipped in between Britney’s toes and cause her to moan. Britney noticed Melissa had sensitive nipples and boobs and started to wriggle her toes causing Melissa extra sensation.
“You like That Melissa?” Britney asked, moaning. “You like it when I play with your tits with my feet?” She asked, gently running her pedicured toe nails along the side of Melissa’s breasts. Britney ran her toe nails up Melissa’s breast.
“You wanna suck my toes?” Britney asked, bringing her toes up to Melissa’s mouth, pressing the underside of her toes heads on Melissa’s lips. Melissa opened her mouth, taking a couple of her toes into her mouth and sucked them hard. Melissa held Britney’s foot as she tried to fit all of Britney’s toes into her mouth and that’s when she realised she was going off track. She pulled Britney’s foot away from her mouth and pushed it to the side of her and she went down flat on top of Britney.
“Enough of this shot!” Melissa said grabbing Britney by the neck with one hand. “You’re gonna cum for me now!” She said with her face a couple of inches in front of Britney, as she started to grind her hips, thrusting the strap-on into Britney really hard. Britney didn’t absorb the fact that Melissa was doing anything she could to get even with her and thought that Melissa was just playing a little rough.
Britney’s breathing started to quicken as Melissa thrust into her faster and faster. “You gonna cum for me you slut?” Melissa asked.
“Yeah!” Britney moaned as she started to feel her orgasm start to quickly approach. “Uhh! Uhhh! Arrrrgggh!” Britney moaned loud. She had her mouth wide open and Melissa spat into Britney’s mouth. Britney tried to spit Melissa’s saliva out but Melissa just closed her mouth and she had to swallow. As she swallowed, Britney started to feel her body start to shake as her orgasm finally hit her.
Melissa smiled as she felt Britney shake underneath her and she pulled out of Britney, got to her knees in between her legs and started to lick at her wet hole. Melissa lapped up all of Britney’s cum and was quite surprised that it didn’t taste so bad.
She kept it in her mouth as she went up, her mouth just over Britney’s and as Britney lay there panting, her mouth half open as she gasped for air, Melissa opened her mouth and let Britney’s cum flow out into her mouth. Britney turned her head to stop her own cum from getting into her mouth. Melissa didn’t stop, she just let the cum flow out all over Britney’s face.
“Don’t you like the taste of your cum?” Melissa mocked. Britney started to realise exactly what Melissa was doing, she had reeled her in with the affection that she craved, only to humiliate her.
Melissa licked the cum off Britney’s cheeks and turned her head so she’d be facing her, Britney knew what Melissa was going to do and admitted defeat by opening her mouth, as Melissa opened her mouth and let the cum flow out into Britney’s mouth. Britney closed her mouth and swallowed.
Melissa licked around Britney’s chin, trying to get more cum. She didn’t get as much as before but she still got a fair amount. She got Britney to face her again and Britney opened her mouth again, obediently. Melissa this time didn’t have enough to let it just flow out, so she gathered as much saliva as she could in her mouth as she swirled Britney’s cum around in her mouth, secretly savouring the taste of Britney’s woman hood and then spat out into Britney’s mouth. Britney again swallowed, without being told.
Some of the cum mixed in with Melissa’s saliva landed on Britney’s lips, so Melissa licked it off her lips slowly and then placed a closed mouth kiss on them. Britney started to kiss her back and Melissa opened her mouth, pushing her tongue into Britney’s mouth. Britney sucked at it hungrily and wrapped her arm around Melissa, she was desperate for affection and didn’t care how she got it, as she wasn’t getting it from her husband.
“Remember when you said I had a stick up my ass?” Melissa said getting off Britney and turning her onto her front, straddling her, kneeling on top of the back of her thighs.
“Yeah.” Britney replied as she could feel the large strap-on resting in between her butt cheeks.
“Remember how you said once you’re done, I’m gonna feel like there really is a stick up my ass?”
“Yeah.” Britney said. She was starting to get worried with where these questions were leading to and that’s when she felt the strap-on quickly stab into her butt hole.
“AAARRRRRRGGGGHHH!” Britney screamed as the strap-on ripped into her ass hole.
“Now how does that stick feel up your ass?” Melissa laughed.
“I never fucked you up the ass!” Britney protested, her voice close to breaking from the pain of the anal intrusion.
“What I don’t get about you…” Melissa started as she pushed her hips forward, slowly easing the black strap-on into Britney’s large, round rump. “Why didn’t you carry it out? It’s not like you’re a guy who came and couldn’t get hard enough to fuck my ass, but that’s you’re loss. Not being able to feel how tight my incredible ass is.” Melissa mocked Britney as she slowly worked the strap-on in and out of her ass.
“Fuck!” Melissa laughed. “If this was my real dick, your ass hole would probably feel soo tight around it!” Britney was in so much pain now from the unduplicated anal sex. Britney was grateful that she did actually cum. Her juices were on the strap-on and worked as slight lubrication. Melissa spread Britney’s ass cheeks apart.
“God! Your ass hole looks so red!” She pulled out of Britney’s ass. “Taste it!” She ordered Britney, going around to her head.
“Eww!” Britney said looking up at Melissa. “If you think I’m gonna…” Melissa cut her off by shoving the strap-on into Britney’s mouth. She gave her a couple of short thrusts into her mouth and Britney gagged a little from the taste of her rectum on the strap-on.
“You like the taste of your ass?” Melissa asked her and Britney coughed from having the strap-on hit her on the back of her throat. “Let me get a taste of that ass!” Melissa said gripping the back of Britney’s head with a fistful of her hair. She kissed Britney, a wet open mouth kiss.
“Your ass doesn’t taste too bad.” Melissa said. “I think I want another taste.” Melissa said lying on top of Britney, her tits pressed against Britney’s lower back. She spread Britney’s ass cheeks and started to push her tongue into Britney’s ass hole, working her wet tongue in and out of her ass hole.
“Suck my dick bitch!” She yelled at Britney, taking her tongue out of her ass. “Unless you want it back in your fat ass.” Britney instantly took the strap-on into her mouth and started to work her lips up and down the piece of plastic, giving it the kind of attention she would give a real cock.
Britney didn’t want Melissa to stop licking her ass hole. She knew that Melissa was gonna butt fuck her, she just didn’t know for how long. And she definitely didn’t want to have the strap-on in her ass when her ass wasn’t lubricated.
“You’re tongue feels so good in my ass!” Britney moaned, taking her mouth off the strap-on momentarily and went back to sucking it immediately.
“My tongue feels good in your ass.” Melissa said. “Wait till you feel this in your ass!” She pulled back, pulling the strap-on out of Britney’s mouth. Britney was still flat on her front and Melissa once again straddled the back of her thighs, pushing the tip into Britney’s ass hole only this time, it went in more easily as it was now lubricated.
“Fuck!” Britney moaned through gritted teeth from feeling the strap-on in her ass and this time it actually felt good. Probably because it wasn’t forced in dry this time.
“You like that?” Melissa asked as she went flat on top of Britney, her stomach pressed against Britney’s lower back and her tits against the middle of Britney’s back.
“You like having my black dick in your fat ass?” Melissa asked again.
“YES!” Britney moaned out loud as Melissa gained pace very quickly. “It feels so good!” Britney confessed.
“You’re just a little anal whore aren’t you?” Melissa asked. “Or should that be a big anal whore?” Melissa laughed at her own joke about Britney’s weight. Melissa wrapped her hands around Britney’s body, hugging her tight as thrust her hips back and fourth, pounding into Britney’s ass hole hard.
Britney’s low moans were turning louder with every thrust until she was screaming. Feeling the thick strap-on stretching her tight sphincter, she felt like this anal assault was never gonna end and a part of her didn’t want it to. She wanted it to go on as long as possible.
Melissa pulled out of her ass.
“Why’d you take it out?” Britney whined.
“Cos I want you to suck it!” Melissa said kissing the side of Britney’s mouth before going onto her knees beside her head. Britney started to suck the strap-on instantly with out having to be told. Melissa may be saying some mean things to her, but she was totally into it now and she wanted Melissa to fuck her.
“That’s enough!” Melissa said pulling away from Britney. “Get on all fours like the bitch that you are.” Melissa ordered her. Britney smiled at Melissa and got on to all fours, leaning forward on the side of her face while she reached back and pulled her plump butt cheeks apart for Melissa.
Melissa looked at Britney with a confused look. Was Britney actually getting into it was the question on her mind. She had already gotten pay back on Britney and was fucking her ass to add insult to injury, but what kind of insult is it if Britney is enjoying it?
Fuck it! Melissa thought as she pushed the tip of the dildo of the strap-on past Britney’s tight sphincter.
“Ahhhhhh!” Britney let out a relieved moan as Melissa started to work the dildo in and out of Britney’s ass faster with every thrust. “That’s it Melissa! Fuck my ass! Fuck my ass fast!” Britney moaned and Melissa found herself compelled to do as Britney wanted and went faster until she was going as fast as she could, the top of her pussy slapping against Britney’s thick rump hard.
Britney reached down in between her legs with both hands, slipping two fingers from one hand into her increasingly moist pussy while she used the other hand to rub her clit.
“FUCK!” Britney yelled. “KEEP GOING! I’M SO CLOSE!” She screamed as she fingered and rubbed herself as fast as she could. Melissa found herself struggling to keep up with Britney.
“FUUUUUUUUUUCCCKKK!” Britney screamed as she felt her pussy start to contract around her fingers really fast. She could feel her ass hole starting to contract too, but Melissa couldn’t feel it. The strap-on was just a piece of plastic.
“You cumming botch?” Melissa asked, holding her hips as she continued to ram into her ass hole.
“YES! I’m CUMMING!” Britney screamed as she felt her orgasm hit and her juices flow out onto her fingers. Melissa continued her anal assault not slowing down at all, she didn’t have to worry about cumming herself because the dildo strap-on wasn’t a real cock.
As Britney’s moans got quieter, Melissa’s thrusts started to slow down, keeping in rhythm to Britney’s moans. Until she stopped when Britney went silent. Melissa pulled out of Britney’s ass.
She rubbed the strap-on up and down, her hand getting wet with Britney’s cum and then she licked her hand. Britney turned around to see this.
“What are you doing?” Britney asked with a smile and Melissa froze.
“You have quite a lot of stamina for a fatty.” Melissa said trying to change the subject and be mean to Britney at the same time.
“It’s baby fat. I only got it cos I had a child. That doesn’t mean that my stamina is gone.” Britney defended herself. “Do you like me?” Britney asked going back to the subject.
“I hate you.” Melissa said her tone of voice not changing. “You are and have everything…”
“That you want?” Britney cut her off smiling. Melissa realised and kind of knew that the reason why she hated Britney Spears was because Britney had everything that she herself wanted and she was in fact envious of the pop princess.
Britney went up to Melissa and kissed her, pushing her tongue into Melissa’s mouth. Melissa at first stood there but soon found herself drawn to the kiss, sucking Britney’s tongue.
“I have to say. This was kind of a good work out.” Britney said walking away from Melissa.
“Well…” Melissa said not sure what was happening. “On your next work out, you’re gonna do all the work.”
“Sure!” Britney smiled taking out a cigarette from the bedside counter and lighting it. Melissa felt her verbal grip on Britney fading. Britney didn’t seem to care what she said and seemed to have enjoyed the sex and didn’t feel like how Melissa felt after Britney forced herself on her the other week.
Melissa took the strap-on off and got dressed. She started to walk out of the room, thoughts running through her head. Was she really attracted to Britney Spears? The woman that she loathed. Maybe it was like a playground crush, being mean to the whoever you had a crush on.
“You keep the strap-on.” Britney said.
“No you keep it.” Melissa said. “Just like weights, I’m increasing the size. We’re gonna work with a 10 inch strap-on on your next session.” Melissa smiled.
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Title: Rose McGowan gets inspected
Author: Kash the Priest
Celeb: Rose McGowan
Codes: nc, mf, feet fetish, oral, anal
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction and should not be viewed by anyone under 18
Author’s note: Hope you guys enjoy the story and send feedback to the usual adddress of kash_the_pr1est@yahoo.com or leave comments on the message boards
Rose McGowan gets inspected
I had been sent into a company called ‘Pinken Mint’ to make sure that they were following all health and safety procedures and that they were providing a safe working place for their employees.
As I approached the building, it didn’t look too big. It was two floors. I walked in and saw a woman pacing back and fourth near the reception desk. I walked past her to the receptions desk.
“Hi.” I said approaching the woman at the counter. “I’m here from the department of health and safety.”
“Hi.” I heard the woman behind me. “I’m Natasha Andres, one of the owners of the company.” She extended her hand and I shook it.
“I’m sorry for the delay.” I said. “I know I was due here about two hours ago, but the last place was in a very bad shape. It took a while to look the place over. I think it took me longer to write down all their faults than it did to look the place over.” I laughed. Natasha gave a nervous laugh.
“You seem nervous.” I said to her as I opened my brief case and looked over some papers. The place was owned by two women. Ms R. McGowan and Ms N. Andres.
“Yeah.” Natasha replied. “This is the first time that we’ve had someone from health and safety over.”
“Let me put your mind at ease. We aren’t the ass holes you see on TV that come in look the place over, give you the cold shoulder and be plain out rude to you and then shut the place down. That’s health inspector’s at food places. We’re more laid back. Of course, if there’s a legit fault we’ll tell you about it and then send someone over in a week to see you’ve fixed the problem.”
“Oh. Thank God!” She let out a sigh of relief. “Me and Rose were so worried.” So the R in the co-owner R. McGowan stood for Rose. Could it actually be Rose McGowan of the show Charmed? Anything is possible, but I’ve never heard of her owning her own business, so I highly doubted it. Probably someone who had the same name, more of a coincidence really.
“Let’s see. Where should I start? I guess the reception room is a good a place as any.” I said. “I’m Kash by the way.”
“I don’t mean to sound impatient, but how long is this gonna take?” Natasha asked.
“About one to two hours.” I replied. “Why?”
“I finish up here in about an hour. We were expecting you two hours ago…”
“Sorry about that.” I apologised again.
“I’ve got somewhere I have to be, so I won’t be able to stay here longer than an hour. But, my business partner will be coming in. But she can’t get here till half five. She usually comes in at closing to make sure everything is OK. So you’ll be here for about half an hour by yourself.”
“No problems. I think I’ll be OK by myself.” Natasha showed me a tour of the place before I started the long boring procedure. The place designed and made custom purse caddies, there’s pretty much a company for any crap out there. As I looked the place over, Natasha followed me. One time I heard her on her cell phone. I assumed that it was her business partner. She was telling the person about what was happening.
When it came to 5:00, I was close to finishing. I needed another 10-15 minutes, but Natasha had left and I was gonna have to wait around an extra 20 minutes for her business partner to get here. I looked around the place, checking out some of the custom made purse caddies they had made. When It started to approach 5:30, I made my way to the receptions desk.
It was 5:30 now, I was waiting at the reception area. They had no seats there other than the one the receptionist was sitting on, so I had to stand. The place closed at 5:30, and in about 5 minutes, the place had already cleared out. As the people left they signed out at the reception desk. It was their way of keeping track of who’s in the building and who wasn’t. The receptionist closed the book.
“That’s everyone gone.” She smiled at me. I smiled back at her, starting to get a little irritated at how late the business partner was running. “Don’t worry sir. Rose should be in any minute now.” After another minute or so, the receptionist spoke again.
“That’s Rose’s car pulling in.” She smiled. I had no clue how she could be smiling now. The place closed at 5:30 and she’s only still her because Rose was taking so long to get here.
“Hey Liz! Sorry about being late.” Rose said as she entered the building, taking off her sunglasses. “I ran into a little traffic, but you can head out now. I’ll close the place up.” It didn’t take a genius to see that she was indeed Rose McGowan of the show Charmed.
“Sorry about being late Kash. But I ran…” Rose started.
“Into traffic. I know I heard when you told Liz.” I cut her off. Natasha must’ve told her my name.
“OK then.” Rose smiled. “Let’s go to my office and we can talk over whatever needs talking over.” She walked past me and headed to the stairs. Her hair was dyed brown and she had her trademark of red lip stick on. It was quite hot out and she had a summer dress on that was low cut around her neck showing off her rather large breasts. The dress was a couple of inches short of her knees. I had to admit, the dress did look a little ugly. It was a weird shade of green with flowers on it, but she had a great figure that you didn’t even notice the ugly dress. She had a hand bag that matched the ugly dress as well.
I followed her up the stairs, staring at her butt, hoping that I might get a peek up her dress. But unfortunately, her dress wasn’t short enough. I would almost get a peek, but not quite.
“Me and Natasha have been so worried. She said that you seemed like a nice guy and that she doesn’t think the place will get closed down.” Rose said. Didn’t Natasha tell her that a place couldn’t get closed down by a health and safety inspector? “And… whoo!” Rose couldn’t even start on her next sentence as she tripped on one of the stairs. I quickly lunged forward and grabbed her waist with both hands, even though she fell forward. She used her hands to try and break her fall.
“You OK?” I asked.
“Yeah! I’m always tripping over. I’m just so clumsy. She said, as she turned around and sat on one of the steps.
“You hurt your knee or anything?” I asked while I looked and rubbed her knees with my hands.
“No. I’m use to it.” She said. I noticed that one of her foot was bare and that her shoe had come of her foot and fell down a couple of steps. I went down the couple of steps and picked up her shoe.
“I think you’ll be wanting this.” I said looking up at her. Rose smiled.
“Thanks!” She said still sitting. Her knees where slightly apart and from the position she was sitting, I got a clear view of her panties. I felt like a perverted kid back at elementary school, back when you use to try and peek up a girls skirt. I went up to her and went down to my knees. I held her foot with one hand and held her shoe with the other. She had pale feet and red nail polish on her toe nails.
“You know? You have very nice feet.” I said as I put her shoe on.
“Thanks.” Rose said again as she twirled her foot, looking at her shoe. She looked up at me as I stood up and extended my hand for me to help her up. I helped her up and we went up the stairs.
“You were saying something before you tripped.” I said.
“I can’t even remember what I was going to say.” Rose thought for a second looking up into space.
“Whoa! Watch it!” I said as I stopped her from tripping over a box. She did seem very clumsy and a little ditzy.
“Is that taking a point off for being in the way?” Rose asked.
“Well, you did trip nearly trip over it. That’s two things that happened to you on the way to your office.” I said. “I mean if one of the owners isn’t safe in their own building, how safe is it for the employees?” I joked.
“No this place is totally safe!” Rose protested, not realising that I was just kidding.
“You’ll probably get points taken away.” I said, well for the box it was lying around, but even I hadn’t noticed it until she nearly tripped over it.
“There’s no way we can lose points. All the people working here rely on this job for a living.” Rose said. “If this place gets closed down, even for a week or two, that’s at least one pay check they miss out on and there’s no way I’ll let that happen!”
She seemed like a very caring person, concerned more about her staff than the business. And she still thought the place could get closed down by a health and safety inspector. Maybe if it was a store with customers, but this was more of a warehouse than a store. I couldn’t help but think about what she just said. There’s no way she’d let that happen. Was she gonna offer me a bribe? I’d definitely take the money. Maybe I won’t tell her that they passed and even if they failed, I wouldn’t shut the place down.
“Well…” I started. “…It’s not looking too good, you know?”
“Shit!” I heard her mutter under her breath. We went into her office. It seemed quite big. A desk with drawers and a chair on one side and two chairs around the other side. Rose sat on the ‘managers’ side of the desk while I sat around on the side with two chairs.
“What’s wrong with the place?” Rose asked looking concerned.
“Well…” I tried to think of stuff that could be wrong and then just decided to make some stuff up. “There was a couple of fire exits blocked.”
“Blocked? How?” Rose asked.
“With…” I thought for a second, remembering back to a few moments ago. “…Boxes?” I felt like I was asking her a question rather than answering her question.
“Shit!” Rose said looking away from me. “I told Natasha to move that shit.” She said to herself. Obviously, Natasha had moved it, because there wasn’t any boxes, but Rose didn’t know that. A smile came on my face when I realised that they must’ve had a few violations and Natasha was suppose to fix them and Rose McGowan hadn’t checked to see if she did.
“One of the fire extinguishers was empty.” I lied, knowing fully well that out of all the people employees here, there must be two idiots who think it’s funny to play with them.
“I told those two idiots not to play with the fire extinguishers.” Rose said to herself again.
“There was a wet floor with out a sign up saying, ‘Caution wet floor.’ Someone could’ve slipped and sued the company.”
“We have insurance.” Rose said.
“A pay out would send your insurance through the roof the next time you have to re-new it.”
“Fuck!” She muttered.
“And…” I tried to think of something else.
“OK! I think I’ve heard enough. We did bad. I get it. How much will it take to clear this up?”
“About a week and we’d send someone in. You just need to run a tighter ship.” What the fuck was I saying? They passed! They weren’t gonna get another visit. That would be wasting time and money. I needed to come clean.
“No. That’s not what I meant.” Rose said. Finally! The bribe!
“Are you offering me a bribe? Cos you do know that’s illegal?” I joked, remembering back to that scene in a Jim Carey movie called ‘The Cable Guy’ where he winds him up about free illegal cable but still does it any way.
“Well…” Rose said, leaning forward, showing off her large breasts. “Maybe there’s something I could do for you?” She asked, her voice getting a little sultry. Was she trying to use her sex appeal?
“What did you have in mind?” I asked, my eyes glued to her tits, as she leaned forward.
“Maybe you need to see something to convince you?” Rose said placing her hands on her breasts, knowing that my eyes were fixed on them.
“OK” I said, not taking my eyes of her tits. Rose started to rub her tits, working her hand under her dress, touching her breasts with her bare hands.
“Do you need to see more?” Rose asked. I wasn’t sure how far she was willing to go, but if she was offering more, I wasn’t going to turn her down.
“Yeah!” I said. Rose gave a little giggle as she held her left breast with her right hand and her right breast with her left hand, so that her arms were crossed. She moved her hands further along, moving her hands under her arms so that her arms were folded. As she did this, she managed to get the straps of her dress to slide down her arms. Rose slowly mover her hands back across, unfolding them, revealing that she had no bra and her pale bare breasts were on display right in front of me.
I swallowed hard, my mouth a little dry. “Can I touch them?” I asked.
“Whatever you feel is necessary.” Rose replied with a smile. I got up and walked around to her. She stood up as well. I placed one hand on each breast as I squeezed them. They were quite big and I could feel a hard-on starting to grow.
“Do you like them?” Rose asked in a sultry tone.
“Yeah!” I replied, my voice very low.
“They’re 36C.” She said pushing her tits out forward. I leaned my head forward and took one of her large pink nipples into my mouth. Rose didn’t move.
“Does that taste good?” She asked, stroking the back of my head.
“Mm-hmm.” I mumbled. As I sucked her nipple, I reached down and held on to her dress and I pulled it down and it fell onto the floor.
“Wait!” Rose said backing away from me. I stood up straight and her eye widened as they locked on to my groin. I now had a full erection at the though of fucking Rose McGowan. I stood over her dress as she backed away from me in nothing but white Panties.
“God you look so beautiful!” I complimented her and she smiled, even though she must be a little scared right now. I undid my belt buckle and button and let my pants and boxers fall to the floor. Rose had a slightly shocked and scared look on her face, but that look changed once she saw my cock, she had a more curious look on her face.
“You’re wondering what it’d be like to have this inside you?” I asked, holding my cock, feeling proud of the fact that Rose McGowan looked impressed by my size.
“That is a quite a big cock you have.” Rose agreed.
“Come over here and suck it!” I said to her feeling very bold and brave now. Rose bit her lower lip, she looked like she didn’t want to do it. “How many people work here?” I asked. Rose didn’t even give me an answer, she gave me a defeated look.
“Couldn’t I just… give you sexual gratification?” Rose asked, tilting her head to one side, biting her bottom lip again.
“Sure!” I answered. “Come over here and suck me off.” I said, knowing that she didn’t want to do it.
“How about if I just jerk you off?” She asked.
“Jerk me off? That’s like me jerking myself off to you. What’s the point in that?”
“OK.” Rose gave in looking down at the floor. She got a look on her face like she just got an idea. “You said I had nice feet.”
“So?”
“What if I jerked you off with them. Would that be OK?”
“A foot job?” I said, thinking whether I should take it or not.
“Yeah!” Rose said sitting on the desk. She used the top of her foot to take one shoe off and used her, now bare foot to take the other shoe off. “Sit.” She pointed at the chair in front of the desk. I sat down on it in front of her. She placed her feet on my bare thighs. I had my pants and boxers around my ankles, my shoes got in the way of taking them off so I left them around my ankles.
Rose started to touch my thighs with her feet, slowly running her toes up and down my thighs, gently running her toe nails along my skin. She touched my cock head with the big toe of one foot. She pushed my cock up, letting it rest on the top of her foot.
“Doesn’t that feel good?” She asked smiling.
“Yeah. That does.” I replied.
“So do you want me to jerk you off with my feet?” Rose gave a sweet smile.
“OK!” I said. “But the panties have to come off.” Rose worked the panties down her thighs and down to her knees. I pulled them off around her feet and held them in my hands. Rose gave me a seductive look as I felt the soles of her feet on either side of my cock. I looked down to see her stroking my cock up and down with her pale feet. Gently applying pressure with the tips of her toe.
She had some how used the fact that I wanted her to her advantage and was controlling the situation. I held her feet together.
“I want to fuck you.” I said to her letting her know exactly what I want.
“Not gonna happen.” Rose said. “You’re lucky to even get me to do this.”
“How many of the employees here are your friends?” I asked.
“This must be illegal or something.” Rose protested. “I thought we came to a good compromise.”
“OK. Once you give me sexual gratification,” I said quoting her. “You have to let me give you sexual gratification.” I said, deciding to give her a break.
“You want to give me an orgasm?” Rose asked.
“Yeah.” I replied.
“Cool!” Rose said. It wasn’t quite the answer I was looking for. “I love having orgasms.” She started to stroke my cock with her feet. She leaned forward, her mouth over my cock and she spat on my cock head.
“Lubrication.” Rose said smiling. She sandwiched my cock in between her feet again and started to stroke my shaft up and down. My cock in the gap in between the balls under her toes and her heels. She worked her feet up and down getting faster with every stroke. I pushed her feet down, so that the balls under her toes were pressed against my shaft.
Rose started to go faster and faster until she was going as fast as she could. I could feel my orgasm start to build very quickly. Rose started to wriggle her toes as she worked her feet up and down my shaft, adding the extra sensation of her fleshy toe heads randomly pressing against my shaft.
“Your dick feels so good! Touching my toes.” Rose said. “Throbbing so hard against my feet. It feels like you’re gonna cum. Are you gonna cum? Are you gonna cum for Rose?” She asked in a very sultry tone.
“Yeah!” I moaned as she continued to stroke me as fast as she could.
“All that cum is gonna feel so warm!” She said as she used her feet to push my cock up, so that my cock head was positioned to cum on my stomach, but I still had my shirt on.
“Not on my shirt.” I said. Rose took her feet off my lap and leaned forward, stroking my cock as fast as she could with one hand while she grabbed her panties with the other. She managed to bring her panties up as I shot my first load, my cum shooting out on to her panties.
Rose squeezed my cock hard as she continued to stroke my cock, my cock positioned so all my cum shot out into her panties. She gently squeezed my cock until my orgasm subsided and tossed her wet panties aside on the floor.
“It’s my turn now!” She smiled sitting back up on the table.
“Can you just… suck my cock clean?” I asked. Rose gave me a look squinting with one eye.
“I don’t normally suck a guys dick when I just met him, but… I’ll make an exception.” She said getting on to her knees in front of me. She held my cock with one hand while she placed her mouth over my cock head and worked her red lips up and down my shaft. After a couple of strokes she took her mouth off and laughed.
“Looks like I need to apply more lip stick.” She said. Her lip stick had faded from her lips and was now on the top half of my cock, which was now a bright red. Rose sat back up on the desk and pulled lip stick out of her hand bag and applied it to her lips. I stood up and bent over as my face drew level with her pussy.
Her skin tone all around was very pale, her pussy lips was bright pink in comparison to the rest of her skin tone. She had a neatly trimmed, auburn bush. I guess that was her natural hair colour. I started to lick up and down her slit, licking at her opening.
“Yeah! Get that wet tongue in nice and deep!” Rose said smacking the top of her crotch. She move her hand down and started to rub her clit, keeping in rhythm to my licks. She started to rub her clit faster, at the pace she wanted and I started working my tongue in and out of her tight hole faster, trying to keep up with her hands. She was already really wet and I could taste her.
“Oh! That feels so good! Work that tongue in faster !” Rose urged me, looking down at me as I continued to try and keep up with her hand. Soon I was going as fast as I could and she just kept rubbing her clitoris faster and faster. I could feel my cock starting to get hard again.
“Yeah! That’s it! I’m gonna cum!” Rose moaned. “Open your mouth!” She yelled at me. I opened my mouth like she told me as she rubbed her clit and then her hips thrust forward as she spread her pussy lips apart with her two fingers and her cum sprayed out into my mouth. She was a squirter. A major one at that. Most squirter’s shoot out a big load and maybe a small second one, but Rose squirted two big loads and a small third one.
I placed my mouth over her pussy, making sure that all of her cum sprayed out into my mouth as she moaned out loud, grinding her hips against my mouth. Her orgasm started to subside, but I wanted more of her woman juice and I started to push my tongue into her wet hole, licking off any cum from around her pussy walls.
“Fuck!” Rose moaned holding the back of my head. “Going for round two?” She asked giving a little giggle mixed in with her moaning. I decided to lick her out again and started to work my tongue in and out. I slipped a finger in, giving my mouth and tongue a rest as I started to work my finger in and out of her.
I worked in a second finger into her as I continued to finger her as fast as I could, now using my tongue to lick and stimulate her clitoris. The combination of licking and fingering was working just like before, but this time it was taking way longer than before.
Rose threw her head back, now screaming in ecstasy. I carried on fingering her and I started to kiss her toned stomach, kissing my way up to her big tits. Taking as much as I could of one of her boobs into my mouth, sucking at it hard while I worked two fingers into her tight cunt. I looked up at her while I had her nipple in between my teeth, gently scraping my teeth against her large, sensitive, pink nipple. She looked really beautiful, her face twisted in pleasure.
I reached up and kissed Rose on the lips, tilting my head to the side, pushing my tongue into her mouth. To my surprise, Rose actually kissed me back, sucking on my tongue. She placed one hand on the back of my head, pushing my head closer to hers. I stood up straight, still fingering her with one hand and stroking my cock with the other, getting it to full hardness.
As me and Rose continued to kiss, Rose was really getting into it, kissing me passionately. I was still fingering her, feeling her pussy start to quiver, Rose was getting close to cumming again. I know that she didn’t want to do anything more than just jerk me off, but having my cock just inches away from her pussy was too tempting and I couldn’t resist.
I pushed my hips forward, pressing my cock against her thighs. I quickly pulled my fingers out of her pussy and with my other hand, quickly pushed my cock head into her wet pussy. I thrust my hips forward instantly, thrusting my manhood deep into her wet cunt. Rose slid her mouth to the side of my mouth.
“Stop!” Rose protested while I sucked her bottom lip pulling her closer to me as I thrust in and out of her at a fast pace, continuing at the pace that my fingers were going at. I felt Rose place her hands on my chest and try and push my away.
“You’re so close to coming Rose.” I moaned into her ear, holding her body tightly, close to mine. “Don’t you wanna cum?”
“Yes. But…” Rose started.
“Then let me make you cum.” I said as I thrust in and out of her as fast as I could. She was already close to a second orgasm when I was fingering her and right now she was trying to hold back. She was stopping herself from cumming, but she let go and just let me fuck her.
“But you have to stop when I cum.” Rose said, wrapping her arms around my shoulder. I didn’t say anything as I continued to thrust my dick deeper and deeper into her womanhood
“Fuck! I’m cumming!” Rose moaned as she started to squirm against me. “Oh God! Quick! Take it out!” She moaned, stretching out the word ‘Out.’ I quickly pulled out of her and she squirted out a load of cum, her juices flowing up on to my cock, giving my groin a shower with her cum. Her second load was small, probably it being due to this being her second orgasm.
I quickly pushed my cock into her pussy, thrusting in and out of her while her hips bucked wildly from her pussy being so sensitive after her orgasm and the touch of my cock made her hips jerk back and fourth.
“Stop!” Rose moaned. “You said you’d stop once I came.”
“You asked me stop once you came, I didn’t say I would.” I said, working my cock in and out of her.
“But I already made you cum!” Rose protested.
“Yes. But you said you’d give me sexual gratification.” I pulled my cock out of her pussy and my member was now at it’s full length and rock hard once again. “Does this look like a cock that’s been sexually gratified?” I asked.
“N-N-No.” Rose stuttered. “How about I give you another foot job?” She asked with a ray of hope in her eyes.
“I’ve already had one. I’d like something different this time.”
“How about I suck you off?” Rose suggested. “You wanted me to suck you off before.” Rose was trying to negotiate. This time I had her on the back foot, in charge of the situation just like she was three orgasms ago.
“That ship has sailed. Now that I have had a taste of these lips.” I said pushing my cock into her wet cunt. “I want to finish in here.”
“Please don’t!” Rose protested as I started to work my cock in and out of her, building pace with every thrust. Rose put her hand on my groin, trying to push me back.
“Do your employees own their own houses or do they pay rent? They probably have mortgages right?” I asked. Rose moved her hand of my groin.
“Could you, like use a condom? I’m not on the pill.” Rose said.
“I don’t have a condom.” I said. I wasn’t sure if I had one or not, but I didn’t want to risk looking, in case she tried to run. Which would’ve been pointless as she was doing this so I’d pass the place for it’s health and safety.
“OK.” Rose had a defeated look on her face. “But pull out before you cum.”
“But I want to cum deep inside you.” I said. I know I was pushing it and that she had come to the best compromise possible, but I wanted to see if I could push her a little further.
“You want to cum inside me?” Rose asked. She had a look on her face as if she came up with an idea. Maybe she was thinking of me cumming in her mouth, but I already told her that it wasn’t an option, so I was wondering what she had in mind.
“Yeah.” I answered her question.
“Some guys think it’s unnatural and some guys won’t do it without a condom. But what do you think of anal sex?” Rose asked, looking at me, squinting. I wasn’t too sure. I never really thought about her ass, I always thought about those blood red lips. But I did remember back to that time, when she was dating Marilyn Manson and she went to the MTV awards in a G-string and a dress that was made of chains of some sort and clearly see through.
“Turn around.” I asked her.
“You want a better look at that ass?” Rose asked as she got off the desk, turned around and bent over the desk. Pressing her tits against the table. She reached back and started to squeeze her own ass cheeks, spreading them apart, showing me her wet butt hole.
“Look at that!” Rose said, pulling one cheek with one hand while she rubbed her ass hole with one finger from her other hand. “My cum has gone all the way down my butt crack and I think….” She pushed her finger into her ass hole. “Yep! It’s gone into my ass hole and got it all nice and wet, just for your big hard cock.” Rose said pulling her finger out, which glistened with her cum. I don’t know how her cum got into her ass but watching her finger her own ass hole was turning me on.
“You want to taste my cum?” Rose asked, offering her finger. I bent down and took her finger into my mouth, sucking her juices off, savouring the taste of her womanhood once again. I took my mouth off her finger and kissed her pale butt cheek. I opened my mouth and sucked her fleshy ass cheeks, kissing her skin as I spread her ass cheeks apart and licked her ass hole.
“That feels so good! Lick my ass hole again!” Rose said looking back at me. I pushed my tongue into her wet ass hole and I could taste her cum instantly. I started to work my tongue in and out of her tight hole, taking in all of her cum and getting her ass hole wet with my own saliva.
I pulled my shoes off and stepped out of my pants and boxers. I stood up straight and held my cock. It was still soaked from when she came all over my crotch and worked as lubricant on my cock. I pushed the tip against her ass hole.
“Ease it in gently.” Rose said smiling back at me. “You’re quite the big boy. I might need a moment to get use to having this huge thing in my ass!” I gently pushed my cock head into her ass hole, applying gentle pressure as I pushed my big cock head past her tight sphincter. Her ring loosened around my cock and I took this as a sign that she was ready for me to slam it in. I thrust my hips forward, pushing in as much as I could. Rose tried to push her hips forward but the desk was in the way. She placed a hand on my lower stomach and tried to push me back.
“Too much!” She said uncomfortably. I pulled back a little and thrust forward gently. I felt her tight ring loosen around my shaft and I gently eased in as much of my shaft as I could before I felt her tighten around my shaft. I now had over half my length in and I decided that was enough to start fucking her. I waited a few moments, taking off my shirt.
I leaned over her, my chest touching her back. I noticed a tattoo on her shoulder and I moved her hair to one side to get a better view of it. It was a tattoo of a woman.
“Nice tattoo.” I said and kissed her on her tattoo.
“Thanks.” Rose said turning her head slightly to see me. I kissed her on her lips opening my mouth and pushing my tongue into her mouth. I know she can taste herself on my tongue and that was a turn on. My cock was so hard right now that it hurt, so I pulled back and thrust into her, instantly going into a steady pace and not building up to it.
I pushed my tongue under Rose’s, pulling her tongue into my mouth. I started to thrust into her faster. Rose tried to moan, but I had her tongue in my mouth and I wasn’t letting go of it. I thrust into her hard, working more and more of my cock deeper into her rectum.
I released her tongue from my mouth and stood up straight, placing my hands around her waist as I drilled into her as fast as I could. Rose kept trying to push back against me every time I thrust forward, trying to get me deeper in to her butt.
“Oh God! Your cock feels so good in my ass! So big… and… deep!” Rose moaned as I thrust into her as fast as I could. “Fuck me faster!” Rose yelled and I went as fast as I could. She started to flex her sphincter randomly tightening and loosening her tight ring. She tightened her ass hole when I thrust forward and it felt so tight that I let out a loud moan.
“You like that?” Rose laughed. “You like it when I tighten my tiny little ass hole when you’re trying to push your fat dick in?” She moaned, changing her tone.
“That feels so fucking tight!” I moaned, now pushing my cock slowly into her, her sphincter was too tight for me to go any faster. Rose laughed.
“Sit on the chair. I want to ride it.” I pulled out of her butt with a loud plop sound. “Look how wet and big it looks!” Rose said getting down on to her knees in front of me. She stuck her tongue out and licked my shaft.
“Taste’s just like my fingers after I’ve fingered myself.” Rose giggled as she took my cock head into her mouth and worked her dark red lips down. I moaned loud as I felt pre-cum spurt out into her mouth. “Does that turn you on? Seeing me suck your huge cock after it’s been in my ass?” Rose asked, now jerking my cock with her hands as fast as she could.
“Yeah!” I moaned, grinding my hips up.
“Does it make you wanna cum?” Rose asked, as more pre-cum oozed out. She licked the tip of my cock, my pre-cum sticking to her tongue and stretching out in to a thin line as she pulled her tongue back. The pre-cum started to get thin the further she pulled her tongue back until it snapped in the middle and went down her knuckles. Rose licked my pre-cum off her knuckles as she continued to jerk me off.
“I thought you didn’t want to taste cum?” I said, trying to turn my attention away from what she was doing.
“I wanted to do as little as possible, but you weren’t having none of that.” Rose said, looking up at me. Her lips stick was already starting to fade and was back on my cock again.
“Anal is pretty hardcore, considering you wanted to do as little as possible.” I said.
“I can’t get pregnant from you cumming in my ass.” Rose said spitting on my cock. She spread her saliva around my shaft with her hand, which also took her red lip stick off at the same time. Rose stood up, turned her back to me as she held my cock in place and lowered herself, pushing the tip into her ass hole. She worked her tight ring all the way down my shaft until she was sitting on my lap. She pressed her back against my chest.
I kissed her shoulders and around her neck while she rode my pole up and down, getting faster and faster every time she came down my shaft. Rose spread her legs apart so that my legs were in between hers. I put one hand around her waist and started to finger her clit.
“Trying to make me cum again, huh?” Rose giggled as she got faster. I started to rub her clitoris as fast as I could and she tried to keep her thrusts in rhythm with my rubbing, but my fingers were going too fast for her.
“Keep going!” Rose moaned. “I’m so close!” She threw her head back. I started to kiss the side of her face. “Your cock feels so good in my ass!” Rose moaned as she started to go really fast, her hips started to buck wildly.
“FUUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCCCCCKKKK!” Rose screamed as she pushed her hips back against me. I felt her cum spray out on to my thighs. “Huh! Huh! Huh!” Rose gasped for air as she sat on my lap with my cock up her ass. Rose looked back at me, twisting her body slightly. She didn’t say a word, she just looked at me as she breathed hard.
I hooked one arm under her legs and the other arm around her shoulders. I stood up, cradling her in my arms. As I stood up, my cock pulled out of her ass. I walked over to the desk and placed her on the desk on her side, with her back turned to me. I lifted one of her legs up as I licked around her inner thighs, slurping up any of her cum that was in between her legs.
I put her leg back down as I positioned myself behind her. I held my cock and pushed it in between her thick butt cheeks and pushed the tip into her warm shit hole. I thrust forward hard, causing her to scream out loud as I forced my full length into her bowels.
“Oh shit! Yeah! Fuck my ass!” Rose moaned as I started to thrust in and out of her ass as fast as I could. After seeing Rose cum for a third time I was desperate to cum again. I grabbed hold of her hips as I thrust into her as fast and as hard as I could, my balls slapping onto her butt cheek hard, as my groin smacked onto her other butt cheek every time I thrust forward against her.
The faster I went the more Rose started to slide up the desk, she was starting to go up too much and was starting to get away from me a little. I pulled out of her tight butt hole and turned her onto her back.
“What you doing Kash?” Rose moaned as I used the chair to get up onto the desk. I knelt on top of Rose, straddling her stomach. My cock rested in between her large 36C tits.
“You wanna fuck my tits?” Rose asked as she pushed one of her boobs up towards her mouth and flicked her erect nipple with her tongue.
“Yeah.” I said and spat in between Rose’s tits and she giggled as I spread my saliva around with my cock head. I placed my cock in between her large mounds of soft flesh and she pushed her boobs together and held them in place with her hands. I started to thrust back and fourth as fast as I could straight away, I wanted to cum and cover her gorgeous face with my cum.
“That’s it! Work that big fuck stick in between my big tits! Yeah! Mmm…” Rose moaned as she leaned her head forward and took my cock head into her mouth, working her lips up and down my cock head. Her lip stick was already faded and what ever remained on her lips was now on the tip of my cock.
I started to get faster and faster with every stroke. Rose was eagerly awaiting my big climax as she had her mouth open in anticipation every time I thrust my cock up her big tits and when I didn’t greet her with a mouthful of jizz, she’d flick my cock head with her tongue as I pulled back.
“Stop teasing me Kash!” Rose moaned. “I came for you three times. Just cum for me. Cover my fucking face with that hot spunk!” Rose was starting to raise her voice with every word, while I started to moan louder and louder with every thrust, feeling my second orgasm finally starting to approach.
“FUUUUUUUCKKK!” I yelled, pulling my cock out from in between her tits and stroking it as I felt my cum rush up my shaft.
“YES! YES! YES! YES! YES!” Rose kept screaming as my cum shot up my shaft and all the way up her face. The first load went up the middle of her lips and up her nose onto her forehead. Rose opened her mouth, sticking her tongue out, trying to catch some of my cum as I came.
My second load didn’t have the force of my first and just shot up into her open mouth, the next couple of loads came out thick but didn’t shoot up high, so I pointed my cock at her tits, jerking my meat as I covered her pale globes in my hot spunk.
Rose lifted her head forward and took my cock head into her mouth while she stroked my cock slow and hard, getting any excess cum out into her mouth. She looked up at me, with a face full of cum and giggled with my cock in her mouth. She swallowed and took my cock out of her mouth.
I got off her and sat on the desk while I got my breath back. Rose got off the desk and picked up her panties. I could still see my cum inside them. Rose stepped into them and pulled them up. She giggled.
“That still feels warm against my ass!” She said. She picked up her green floral dress and put it on, wiping my cum that was on her tits on the inside of her dress. She picked up a box of tissue that was on her desk and wiped her face throwing it in the waste basket, that was on the side of the desk. I got up and quickly got dressed.
“You fucker!” Rose said as she noticed the papers that I had already filled out and picked it up. “You already passed us!”
“Er… I…” I had no clue what to say. Rose looked at me pissed off. But her pissed off look turned into a annoyed, pouting smile.
“Well played.” She said.
“Well played?” I repeated. “Aren’t you going to like… report me or something?”
“I would’ve, if you were a shit fuck. But you were awesome. Two times is good and you managed to sample everything.” She said. I was a little shocked at her response.
“You serious?” I asked.
“Yeah!” Rose replied. Walking right up to me. “Why else do you think I’m gonna go out and walk around with your cum on my tits and ass?” She asked, bringing her lips close to mine. “It’s good to see that we passed and we won’t be shut down.”
“This is what I’ve been trying to tell you. I can’t shut you down. I can just give you a warning and be back in a week to see if you corrected everything.” I finally told her the truth.
“How about you fail us then.” Rose said as she went into her handbag and applied more lip stick.
“Huh?” I was confused.
“Same time next week. OK?” Rose said walking past me. “This time. Bring some condoms.” I quickly followed her as we exited. Doing this again in a week, doesn’t sound bad too me.