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Lilly and I were sitting on the floor, resting against each other’s back.

 

“How was Bertie?” I asked.

 

“Fucking useless. Came in his pants poor love. I hardly touched him.” Knowing Lilly as I did that was probably enough to make anyone cum. “How was Ros?”

 

“I don’t know.”

 

“Don’t know?”

 

But I’m getting ahead of myself. I had it all, nearly.

 

I was almost famous, fairly wealthy, more work was being offered and by most standards, I was now a successful actress. I’d done a film in which I had played a rather sinister Russian spy called Anastasia Lenkov and that had been very well received. But, and there’s always a but, I was still miserably single. I’d come home to England, leaving the madhouse that is Hollywood for a while to recharge my batteries and, I hoped, get a bit of stage work.

 

Felicity, Flick Caterham, my agent, had sent her right-hand girl Hattie out to run her American agency and it was doing really well. Hattie had been replaced by another of Flick’s beauties, a woman of about thirty. A product, like me, of a private school but, like Hattie, Phoebe was tall, svelte, elegant and absolutely gorgeous. Flick only employed classy beauties on the basis that the industry was run mainly by males and her ‘girls’ helped keep clients loyal.

 

“The trouble with stage work,” said Flick one day over a glass of champagne in her office, “is that it keeps you from doing other stuff for too long and doesn’t pay nearly as well. Films are far better. You can make more money, keep making money and it keeps your profile up.”
 

“Maggie Smith and Judi Dench do both.”

 

“Yes, darling, they do but then they are A-list plus.” Meaning I wasn’t which, of course, was true. “Now, that said, I might just have a little tickle that could appeal. Chesty Morgan,” Chesty was a director of stage and television and known as Chesty because she had a large rack like the porn star after whom she’d been named. “She’s doing a tv series for the Beeb and there’s a part in I think you’ll like. For some reason she likes you and she came to me.”
 

“What’s the part?”

 

“The role is a barrister, works criminal cases, high profile and does a lot of prosecution work, mainly murders and serious crimes.”
 

“That’s a change.”

 

Flick pressed a button and spoke on her intercom. “Phoebe, get that delicious arse in here. Another bottle of bubbles, a glass for yourself and the outline of Chesty’s tv series.” Flick had no idea what ‘please’ meant.

 

“How’s Hattie getting on?”

 

“Wonderfully well. She spends most of her time schmoozing at my expense but it pays dividends. It seems American men cannot resist her.” Nor, I thought, could I. Enter Phoebe, stage right and presented the series outline to me then opened the new bottle as I read it.

 

“So, this barrister is a serial killer.”

 

“Right up your alley, I’d have said, wouldn’t you, Pheebs?” Phoebe dutifully nodded, the cork popped and her delicious chest wobbled enticingly.

 

“I was a bloody assassin in the film.”

 

“And very good you were too, everyone says so.”

 

“Am I destined to be a murderer for the rest of my career?”

 

“Look, this is big budget, class and it’s already funded by the BBC and a Yankee consortium. It’ll sell all over the world and you’ll cop a wonderful fee, plus repeats, and so shall I! And, don’t forget, you get to wear the lawyer’s robes and wig. You’ll be a global gay icon.” I snorted derisively but Flick was on her way and nothing would divert her. “This is a fucking brilliant part for you and if you don’t take it you’re a bigger tit than Chesty’s left one.”

 

The truth was that I’d worked with Chesty before and liked her, trusted her so, needless to say, I said yes.

 

I spent a few nights in my apartment in London then went down to my house in the country. It was quite large and I had a permanent staff of housekeeper and gardener/driver. The former was a woman called Mrs Glenn, about fifty-five, motherly and efficient, the latter an ex-Royal Marine known as Chalky White, still hard and fit. He too was about mid-fifties and like an uncle to me.

 

The house was in good shape but somehow empty. I called Flick’s sister, Lilly, my best mate ever and she immediately invited me to a party. Lilly was a determined party-er, she had an insatiable appetite for men; married, single, gay, straight; as long as they had money, a functioning penis and looked moderately decent, Lilly was up for it.

 

“Oh, darling, it’s so good you’re back. I want you to come to my summer selection party. I’m between men and I need to choose someone new so I am throwing a bash and inviting hundreds. Women too, so you can have a gander and see if there’s anything takes your fancy. One, in particular, I just know you’ll love.” Lilly made matches like other women make cakes. “She’s not an exotic I’m afraid, rather horsey and county in fact, but she is gorgeous, as bent as a dough hook and recently lost her last mount.”

 

“Lost how, Flick, did she leave her on a bus?”

 

“Hush. To a rich Australian woman. They went down under for a few months and it seems her bird fell for a lady sheep farmer or some such and cut loose. Rosalind was heartbroken for about three hours but you know these horsey types, get back on as soon as you can!”

 

I couldn’t help laughing. “Rosalind? My God. You are a wonder, do you ever stop trying to set me up?”

 

“My mission will be complete when you are in the rose-festooned cottage with the woman of your dreams. Anyway, glam up, darling, it’s evening frocks and you’ll be such a welcome addition. A bit of showbiz talent always raises the tone.”

 

As I dressed for Lilly’s party I thought back over previous occasions. Lilly had introduced me to the lovely Indian doctor at a party a long time ago when she, Lily that is, had been celebrating a wonderfully lucrative divorce from her first husband. She, the doctor, had very nearly been the one. Life, I thought, can be a cow.

 

I ‘glammed up’ as Lilly had said; long, red evening dress that barely covered my tits, not that they were likely to fight their way out of it; regulation underpinnings and a pair of heels that made me about five-foot-eight-inches, adding three inches to me. My hair had been cut short for the Lenkov role and I’d liked it so kept it. I checked myself in the mirror. Best I can do, I decided and went downstairs where Mrs Glenn stood with Chalky waiting for me.

 

“Oh, Miss, but you look wonderful, doesn’t she Chalky.”

 

“She surely does, Mrs G.” Chalky had donned his Marine uniform for his role as chauffeur and bodyguard. I strongly suspected Mrs Glenn (I never called her anything else) held a bit of a candle for Chalky.

 

“Right, come on then. Once more into the breach and all that. Lilly Caterham’s parties are not for the faint-hearted!”

 

Chalky opened the car door outside Lilly’s impressive porch and I swung my legs out and made my way up the three steps to the huge oak door. It opened as if by magic. There stood Lilly. She looked, as always, fabulous. Like her sister, Lilly is a force of nature and she took my arm and began her usual barrage of words.

 

“Rosalind can’t wait to meet you. You’re my guest of dishonour, darling, and don’t forget it. My guests are all desperate to meet my famous best friend and they will fawn and grovel at your feet. Nice shoes by the way. Bertie Foreman is my main target tonight, he runs a hedge fund, whatever that is, and is stinking rich. I’ve got a couple of backups in case he turns out to be impotent. What is a hedge fund? Larry Porter is here, remember him? He sold you dope in that pub near the school and has taken holy orders. He’s a fucking bishop now. Let’s hope fucking is still on the agenda.”

 

And so on. She gabbled all the way into the main room where her revellers were gathered. Nobody noticed us, so engrossed were they in each other. Lilly grabbed me a glass of champagne then pointed to a man across the room.

 

“Bertie. Isn’t he simply gorgeous?”

 

“Go and ruin the poor bastard, Lill. I’ll find my own way from here.”

 

“That,” she said, pointing to a tall woman of about forty-five, brown hair, slender and wearing a calf-length dress of silver and blue that did nothing to conceal a great figure with splendid breasts, “is Rosalind. She’s right up your street, darling. Go and impress.” With that, she was off, waving her hand distractedly over her shoulder at me as her arse wiggled seductively towards her target.

 

I stood, almost relieved that she’d gone, she can be so tiring, bless her. I took in the room and recognised a few people including Larry Porter, the former drug supplier and apparently now a bishop. He was wearing a dog collar and a black evening suit.

 

“Hi, Larry, remember me?”

 

“Fucking hell, Faye Millerton! How marvellous.”

 

I smiled. “Not terribly episcopal language, Larry.”

 

“I’m off duty. You look fantastic.”

 

“Still flogging dope?”
 

“Christ, no. I’ve gone straight. Whereas, according to Lilly, you haven’t?”

 

“Hardly. Are you married?”

 

“Nope. I decided to keep myself single. You’d be astonished how many women like a bloke in the old clerical garb. Some of them are under ninety too, which is a bonus.”

 

“Not tried the laying on of hands with Lilly?”

 

“Way out of my class, Faye. Anyway, Bishops don’t make enough money for her needs. I rather think Bertie Foreman is the rabbit currently caught in her headlights, don’t you?”

 

It certainly looked that way.

 

Larry suddenly smiled over my shoulder. “Lady Connors, Rosalind. Do you know Faye Millerton?”

 

Rosalind extended her hand to me. “We haven’t met but I loved your latest film, I’m a big fan.”

 

“Thank you so much. I love your dress.”

 

“What, this old thing?” She laughed. “Do people actually say that anymore? I love it and it cost me a fortune. Not my thing really, a bit girly for me but I decided I’d be a lady tonight.”

 

“You’re always a lady,” said Larry.

 

“I may be a lady with a capital L, Larry, but I’m not always a lady.” She looked into my eyes. “If you get my meaning?”

 

“Oh, I think so.” I wondered if Lilly had told her I’d had a few flings with butch girls.

 

“Let’s get a drink?”

 

I followed her, watching her arse move under the slinky dress. She stopped by a table laden with drink and food and handed me a glass. “You, I am told, are single.”

 

“Lilly said you are too.”

 

“I am. My last girl was wonderful but she decided to leave me for an Australian woman who had an apartment overlooking Bondi.”
 

“Lilly said she was a sheep farmer.”

 

“Lilly makes assumptions. Why are you single?”

 

“Oh, work I suppose. I think people want more stability than my life allows.”

 

“I always imagined Hollywood would be full of all the temptations.”

 

“It is. But it isn’t just temptation we want is it?”

 

“Sometimes but, no, I agree, not always. Let’s chat a bit later, I know Lilly wants to let her friends get a good look at you. I’d like a good look at you too.” Her eyes were smiling. “If you decide to look for me, Lilly’ll tell you where I am.” And with that enigmatic statement, she wandered off.

 

Lilly’s friends were lovely. I enjoyed being an attraction and any star who tells you they don’t is either lying or a mental case. People make you feel good and actors are riddled with self-doubt and angst, so a little adulation does wonders for the ego. As the evening moved into night, the music got louder, people began dancing and a lot of drink had been taken.

 

It was about midnight. Lilly was suddenly at my side. She whispered in my ear. “Go upstairs, third room on the right. Rosalind thought you might need a break.”

 

If I had expected to find Rosalind spread on a chaise longue waiting for me I’d have been mistaken. It seemed she’d decided that some of the more mature people needed a break from the music and dancing and she’d set up store in the upstairs room with about twenty others. When I walked in, she stood and approached me, taking my hand and leading me to a sofa where we sat.

 

“I don’t know about you but the noise was beginning to get to me. I love seeing young people having fun but there is such a thing as too much, no?” I agreed. She introduced me to the group, men and women. “This is our gay group, Faye. You must get a lot of unwelcome attention.”

 

“Most attention is welcome to an actress.”

 

She smiled. “I meant attention from men.”

 

“I can cope. I’m sure, like me, you’ve had your share too. I find being a lesbian does, however, have a certain attraction for some men.”

 

“It does indeed. However, the gentlemen here will be interested only in your conversation, rather than any attempt to seduce you. The ladies, on the other hand….” She let that hang.

 

I spoke to several people. Most were charming and complimentary, some had no idea who I was, which was refreshing in its own way. One, a woman of about forty, slim, my height and wearing a fabulously low cut dress revealing very fine breasts, was less fulsome in her praise. Her blue eyes seemed to sparkle, set off by short, very black hair.

 

“Does it worry actresses like you that you pander to male stereotypes?”

 

“Do I?”

 

“Your character, the Russian. Stockings and heels all the time, leather skirts and black silk.” She almost spat the words. “Simply designed to feed male fantasies.”

 

“Surely some women’s too?”

 

“Not mine.”

 

“I doubt if you were in the director’s mind when he planned it, to be honest.”

 

Rosalind intervened. “Ladies, please. I’m quite sure, Saskia, that Faye’s artistic credentials are well established. The film was amusement and I loved it. I thought, Faye, that you looked fabulous throughout.”

 

“Saskia seems unimpressed but that’s her right. Can't please all the people all the time. Just wait until you see the next one!” I laughed but despite their entreaties, I couldn’t tell them anything, lips sealed by contract.

 

I went in search of the toilet and, as I was washing my hands, Saskia came in. She shut the door firmly behind her, then locked it. Her eyes had something about them as she advanced on me and, without a word, she kissed me. Her tongue pushed between my lips and seemed to search for something in my mouth and her hands roamed over my tits. I broke away.

 

“We haven’t been introduced.”

 

“No, we haven’t. I’ve never fucked a film star.”

 

“Nor have I.”

 

“Have you ever fucked a physicist?”

 

“No.”

 

“First time for everything then. Here or shall we find a bed?”

 

“What makes you think I want to?”
 

She moved in close and kissed me again while her hand wandered over a nipple that betrayed me, so hard was it.

 

“That makes me think you do.”

 

“Let’s find a bed then.”

 

Saskia did a nasty grin that I found oddly arousing, as if she had a cruel side that might suggest a bit of an exciting time. “Rosalind will be disappointed.”
 

“Is that why you want to?”

 

“Partly.”

 

She led me down the hallway and into a bedroom.

 

“This is mine for the night,” she said as she closed the door.

 

Her arm went behind my neck and she pulled me to her, kissing me hard. She was predatory, urgent and thrust her hips against me. It took her seconds to peel my dress off and with a groan of lust she pushed me onto the bed and hastily removing her own clothes almost dived on top of me, pushing her thigh between mine, her mouth tight on mine, her hands all over me. I contented myself, for the time being, with opening my legs and stroking her back, enjoying her assault. She ground herself against me, almost using me for masturbation.

 

Time, I thought, to fight back. She’d got me really aroused and her body was to die for. I’ve never minded a casual fuck and she was clearly in the right frame of mind. I rolled and we lay face to face on our sides. My hand went between her legs.

 

“I want to watch you cum.”

 

“I want to cum on your face.”
 

I smiled. “I hope you will, next time.” My finger pushed easily into her. I stroked deep inside her, our mouths touching and she lifted her knee to make it easier for me. Her clit felt hard under my thumb. She was panting a little, her hands running over my arms and breasts.

 

“I ought to have known.” We were both startled by the voice and looked up to see Rosalind standing beside the bed. She was naked apart from a leather harness from which a slender blue dildo protruded. “I turn my back and find Saskia has dragged you away.” She had a wicked smile.

 

Saskia pulled away from me and rolled onto her back. “You going to fuck us both, darling?” She spread her legs lasciviously.

 

Rosalind looked at me. “Am I?”

 

Something inside me, I don’t know what made me suddenly lose all arousal. There was a predatory look in Rosalind’s eyes. I had, in my mind’s eye, an image of the beautiful American butch I’d met in Berlin and with whom I had been caught on camera by a paparazzo and I was scared, irrationally perhaps, that this might be another sting. Call it paranoia.

 

I got up, dressed and said, “Sorry, ladies. Carry on without me.”

 

I went downstairs and found Lilly – she was drunk but Lilly, when drunk, was the same as Lilly sober.

 

“Did we get fucked, darling?”

 

“Nearly.”

 

She took my arm and led me to corner where we sat apart from all the remaining revellers and resting back to back we talked.

 

“How was Bertie?”

 

“Fucking useless. Came in his pants poor love. I hardly touched him.” Knowing Lilly as I did that was probably enough to make anyone cum. “How was Ros?”

 

“I don’t know.”

 

“Don’t know?”

 

“I left her and Saskia to it. I wasn’t sure if I was being set up.”

 

“In my house? Ridiculous. Oh,” She suddenly turned and I nearly fell backwards. “You haven’t gone all sensible have you?”

 

“Lilly, I just thought, suppose they were setting me up?”

 

“Christ, you have. Flick would never believe it.”

 

“I can't either.

 

At that moment, Rosalind appeared in the doorway and leant against the frame. She was once more fully dressed in that gorgeous dress.

 

“I think I owe you an apology, Faye,” she said with a smile. “I interrupted what could have been a very pleasant interlude for you. I think I was a little hungry and my manners failed me. I assure you there was no intention of ‘setting you up’ as you put it.”

 

“I’m sorry, Rosalind. One tends to get a little paranoid.”

 

She reached down and offered me her hand. I took it and she helped me to stand. “Let me take you home.”

 

“I have a car.”

 

“Not your home, silly, mine.”

 

In the event, we went to her house in my car and I asked Chalky to come back for me when I called in the morning. We had brandy in her small, low-beamed sitting room but I didn’t finish mine. Rosalind was definitely hungry.

 

“I think I need to be a little more me if you don’t mind?” She left me, returning a few moments later wearing a pair of black silk man’s pyjamas and the same blue dildo poking out the fly. “Sometimes I do the feminine thing but I really do find myself far more comfortable with a little androgyny.” She looked fantastic, her hair shone and her eyes were bright, her nipples showed hard and long through the silk.

 

She sat me on the arm of a hard, black leather sofa and, watching my eyes the whole time, she pulled my dress down to expose my tits. She proceeded to fondle, lick, suck and bite them and I couldn’t prevent my hands going to her hair and stroking my nails through it as she aroused me more and more.

 

She stopped, then started to lift my dress up.

 

“I’m going to fuck you, Faye. For the record, I didn’t fuck Saskia. I’ve never liked the bitch.” She smiled. “I simply wanted to make sure she didn’t get to fuck you. Was that terribly mean?”
 

“Terribly.”

 

She pulled my knickers down with one sharp pull and I hefted my arse up to assist, mainly so she’d know I wasn’t going to stop her.

 

She shuffled between my spread thighs and took my face in her hands. “Let’s be traditional our first time, darling. Pussy, I think, don’t you?”

 

With that, she carefully positioned her dildo at the entrance to my cunt and, kissing me deeply, eased her pelvis forward so the silicone entered me slowly, beautifully. A little murmur escaped her lips. “So ready for me.”

 

She was not wrong. She rocked between my thighs, her mouth exploring mine but also my neck and breasts then she lifted me so my arse was against the back of the sofa and, knees slightly bent, continued to fuck me.

 

“God, I do love a knee trembler.” Her voice was husky now and I undid the buttons of her jacket so I could get at those long, hard nipples.

 

Her pace increased and she became a little breathless, or perhaps that was me. Then she suddenly withdrew and, surprisingly effortlessly, she spun me around so I was bent over the sofa and entered me like that, rough but not violent. A slap on my arse was the nearest she got to that. I was in heaven and Rosalind took me, fucked me, had me until I was on the brink of orgasm.

 

“Not yet, darling, not yet.” With that, she withdrew again and pulled me upright and led me to the bedroom where things got very, very interesting.

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Ever since she was little, Claire had always wanted to be famous. She'd watch the actresses and singers on TV and marvel at their immaculate hair and make up, their gorgeous dresses and the attention that everyone would lavish on them. So when she turned 24 and having just successfully finished college, she decided it was time to head to Hollywood and seek her own fortune. Claire didn't have much money and her part time job as a barmaid was barely enough to live on. The old 2nd hand beetle...

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Rising Star

( This is my second story and I'm trying to balance between both of them. I'll try to bring out one chapter of my both stories per week. ) You're Lucas Langford. 22 years old. You live with your Mom and 2 younger sisters aged 20 and 18. Your father died long back and is just a fading memory to you. You're very athletic and muscular due to the long hours you spend at the gym. You stand tall at 6'2. With striking features and a hot bod you're the type of guy who's got chicks spreading their legs...

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My Wife a Topless Dancer or a Porn Star

The Cherry Pit A GO GO topless Bar and My wife Jane. Most of this story is true as my wife actually did apply for a job as a topless dancer and could have went to work dancing as one! I almost always stopped at the Cherry pit on my way home, I was never there very long, just long enough to get a nice hard on. The women were almost always attractive friendly and very new at dancing topless as the pit was one of the first dance club in our local area! Being young and almost always...

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My Wife Jane a Topless Dancer or a Porn Star

I almost always stopped at the Cherry pit on my way home, I was never there very long, just long enough to get a nice hard on. Being young and almost always horny plus having a beautiful young wife that was equally horny and willing, made it easy for me to fuck her brains out every chance I got. I would almost always arrive home with a very stiff bulge and would grab Jane and kiss her along with pressing myself against her. She would then say, I know where you have been, she never minded at...

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My Wife Jane a Topless Dancer or a Porn Star

Introduction: The fantasy and reality of Being a Topless Dancer The Cherry Pit A GO GO topless Bar and My wife Jane I almost always stopped at the Cherry pit on my way home, I was never there very long, just long enough to get a nice hard on. Being young and almost always horny plus having a beautiful young wife that was equally horny and willing, made it easy for me to fuck her brains out every chance I got. I would almost always arrive home with a very stiff bulge and would grab Jane and...

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Jenny Become A Porn Star

Jenny Becomes A Porn Star Chapter One Nine months ago my life was that of a normal divorced ex house wife if you could call that normal. My husband had found a younger girl and he decided to get rid of me. At least he waited until our two boys had grown up and moved away. During the two years since our divorce I had moved into a second...

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The Star

The Star By Julia Chapter 1 Pete was told that these people were going to help him get back on his feet. He was told there were great opportunities here. What he did know was that his wife Jackie had sold him, and that once he went there, he wasn't going to leave. He was going to be enslaved, abused and made into a porn star. But he had no idea what he was walking into. Jackie, his wife set it all up and as usual, he did what she wanted. He never considered that she would...

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OMG My Wife Is a Porn Star

Chapter 1 After college I meet up with Debbie, and we started to date again. Within a year we got married. She had a degree in finance, and mine was in accounting and computer programing. We both got good jobs with the same major bank in Detroit. We had two children a boy and a girl, and things seemed to be going very well for us. Debbie and I both worked for the same bank, but in different departments. She ended up getting a rather large promotion, and a job transfer to Orlando Florida. They...

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Starr

This is the story of Starr a young woman that I met a few months back. Starr is about 30 something, slender with blond hair and a knockout body. She is about 5' 7" and 110 to 120 lbs. She has no marks or scars on her body and her tits are firm, not flabby. She states and I now know it as fact that she has two teenage girls. You would not know it by looking at her, that is how well she has taken care of herself. Starr is not a beauty queen, but neither is she a sluff off. The first time I...

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Once a Star

Silent movie start Ashley Templeton gets a chance to restore his failed career after the advent of sound. But there's a price. Once a Star By Ellie Dauber © 2020 "Five minutes, Princess," someone yelled. Ashley Templeton, the _being_ that had been Ashley Templeton, snorted in disgust. * * * * * How had he come to this? He'd been a rising star, a dramatic leading man. 'Yes,' he thought to himself, he was a star, a star of "the Silents. "M- m-my d-damned...

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Sophie Becomes a Movie Star

[this story is a completely FICTIONAL tale. I do not condone child abuse in any way. If you dont like it, theres plenty of other stories out there that might do it for you!! AND this is my first submission to this site, so be easy with the critiques!] This bitch kept me waiting over a goddamn hour… I thought to myself, gritting my teeth in frustration. Another client was late. Im the biggest child talent agency in the world, and these nobodys have the gall to stand me up?! The thought...

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Sarah Carerra Chapter 40 I Am a Rock Star

Please email me at AngelJediGirl (at) gmail (dot) com before posting this story to any other site. Posting to a pay site is prohibited. Comments and suggestions are also welcome at the above email address. --- Sarah Carerra By AngelJedi (Released: June 21, 2010) Chapter 40 - I Am a Rock Star I was nervous. I was really nervous! Whatever had kept me calm and collected throughout most of the day had finally left me, and I was really beginning to worry that I wouldn't be able...

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Lacey Starr

Does the thought of fucking grannies give you a raging hard-on? Listen, bro, I’m not going to judge you, so you don’t need to be shy. Hell, sometimes there is nothing better than plowing the absolute fuck out of an aged pussy. They know how to suck and ride a dick, too, i.e., if they are not already handicapped with bad hips, knees, and all those excuses they use for not wanting to get some dick.But I guaran-damn-tee you that you have never fucked a GILF like Lacey Starr. Have you even had sex...

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After the Kiss Sherrall Starr

Starr baby I'm about to cum baby don't stop um" Brenda moaned as Starr pounded down. Her pussy walls with the 10inch strap on Brenda began to caress Starr's back as she was reaching her peak of cumming. "God dame"Brenda. Said putting her hair in a bun she grabbed an ice cube of the nightstand. Starr wasn't really think about fucking she was kinda pissed that Brenda told Sherrall that they where a couple. "Bre why did you tell Sherrall we are a couple ?"Starr asked as Brenda began to plant warm...

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Let me make you a Porn Star

"George," she said, blonde hair tied in a bun and her curvy body bound by a constricting, dark, but smart-looking business suit. They were at the lawyer's office for the final mediation session of their divorce. "You're smart, and you're as loyal as a dog to his master, and your cock is as long and as thick as a baseball bat. But you're an unrelenting motherfucker in bed. My pussy, my mouth, and my sorry torn-up asshole are allergic to your monster cock." Right after she said...

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The Shooting Star

The Shooting Star By Lina S. The Shooting Star The Hotel lobby got crowded, a couch just arrived from the airport. People came through the door like a liquid and occupied the reception desk. Jonah loved these situations at work. They got him occupied and left him no time to think about his life. Back in school Jonah was just average and teachers and his parents considered him lazy. But he was smart. Very smart. And he knew something wasn't right with him. It started in early...

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The Generals Wife is a Porn Star

Marine Cadet Daniel Baker was in his second year at the US Naval Academy. He was attending the International Ball and was introduced to Tina Marie Johnson; it was love at first for both of them. They were exclusive for the next two years and right after graduation they were married in a beautiful ceremony in the Academy chapel. Dan was 6’2” with very broad sholders, very handsome, a tight ass and was nicely hung. He was top in his class in tactics and with the problems in the middle East there...

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Diary of a Porn Star

All the porn stars listed below are REAL porn stars EXCEPT for the main character, Kianii. I encourage you to look them up if you don’t know of them already. Doing this is not essential to enjoy the story, but I figured it would help a great deal. Thanks for taking the time to read this. Please leave PLENTY of honest feedback and ratings. I love to see what you have to say. Thanks again... -Kitty_Labella Yes, I know – I’m not the next Jenna Jameson, nor do I aspire to be. My...

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Daddy make me a star

I am a security guard at a small business, nothing fancy but it puts the food on the table and a roof over our head. But as a side career I photograph and videotape women doing adult things and sell the pictures and film to adult websites. Many of of the women I have photographed and shot video of has moved on to have lucrative careers in the adult industry. I make money not only on the pictures and film but for commission and finders fee for the women that I refer to various porn...

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Anita and the black male porn star

Anita and the black male porn star That Friday evening was Anita’s birthday and after dinner at home, she told me she had been chatting with her slut friend Helena, who had arranged for her a sex date with a black male porn star… “Helena says that guy has a black anaconda, not a dick…” Ana said smiling… The date would be that same night at a near motel down the main highway. My sweet wife barely asked me if I agreed to watch her being fucked by a black male porn star,, but before I could...

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Scribe and Star

“Does she know?” Stargazer asked as they walked along the dirt trail. Scribe adjusted the pack on her shoulders. “Does who know what?” She bent down to pick up a couple of milkweed pods, carefully inspecting them before tossing them in the backpack. “Does Red know that you still dream about her mate? How you wish he’d chosen you? How you’re still in lo-” Scribe’s hand made contact with his cheek. “Shut up!” she snapped before turning away. “We don't talk about the past, you know that.” ...

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Anita and the black male porn star

Anita and the black male porn starThat Friday evening was Anita’s birthday and after dinner at home, she told me she had been chatting with her slut friend Helena, who had arranged for her a sex date with a black male porn star…“Helena says that guy has a black anaconda, not a dick…” Ana said smiling…The date would be that same night at a near motel down the main highway.My sweet wife barely asked me if I agreed to watch her being fucked by a black male porn star,; but before I could answer,...

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The Tales of the Movie Star

The Tale of the Movie Star, the Afreet, the Librarian & the Djinn. by Eric The Afreet Salabah was fuming -literally. . The Djinn Kassan had brutally kicked her out of his bed saying. 'Your breath is like camel dung! Your face would stop an hour glass. Your voice is like the croak of a hoarse vulture, & your personality would make a serpent shudder with remorse. You are no fit bed companion for such as me the most valiant & handsome of the Pasha's elite guard.' ...

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Wish Upon a Star

Wish upon a Star by The Princess Kylie was depressed. Here she was just eighteen years old and the mother of two children under two years old to two different fathers. She was living in a filthy housing commission flat with a man who treated her like shit and with whom she stayed with because she had nowhere else to go. When she had become pregnant with her first child, Cody, her parents had begged her terminate her pregnancy stay at school and make...

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Swingin on a Star

Hey Folks, this one is kind of twisty. It's more of a character study than a fable. There are no sterling examples of humanity here, only several very flawed people who make the best of a bad situation. The only thing about this story that is a Sterling example of anything would be the job that Barney-R did in editing it. But I think it's a good story for a cold winter afternoon. SS06 Life really is funny. Right now, everything is just perfect. I never imagined it would be this way. I mean...

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A Tortured SoulChapter 23 Conversation with a Star

I guess it was inevitable that on the one weekend I really needed my friends around, I wound up alone. It’s my own fault, I should have said something, should have told them what was significant about the day, but I couldn’t. Even with the newly found openness and burgeoning trust I was building with Vanessa, I still couldn’t tell her. I’ve no idea why. If I had told her, I’m sure that she and Imogen would have delayed the trip back to see Imogen’s parents until the following weekend. Mark...

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Lansing Michigan ORAL ALLSTAR

My visit to the state capital of Michigan in Lansing was without a doubt, a lesson in the good that can come out of kindness. By good I mean getting to bust a nut in a sexy girls face just for being kind as I'll explain.So I was at a conference full of college juniors and seniors who were there to network and listen to speakers and such. It was a suit/dress type of gathering which gets annoying but regardless it has its advantages. We had all just sat down for dinner (500+ people) as the...

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Olympia Washington ORAL ALLSTAR

My visit to the capital of the State of Washington, Olympia, was not disappointing as your very own LESLIE LANCASTER made me feel extremely welcumed!Leslie is a bartender in downtown Olympia and after a few hours of serving me (and herself) some drinks, her shift ended and she came over to sit with me. We talked and drank for a few hours as she told me about her boyfriend and how big of an asshole he was being lately. This is the obvious sign to pick up on that a girl is open to play ball so...

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My wife want to be a star

Part 1 :My new wife is no bigger than a minute. She is just over 5 feet tall and only weighs 105 sopping wet. Her tits are not all that big, but personally I like that because I don't have to worry about them bouncing off her knees when she gets much much older. As for now, they are perfect. As the saying goes, anything more than a handful is a waste anyway.Anyway Debbie, my wife, has always stayed trim and very fit. Her ass is fabulous and firm. No matter where we go, or who we see, she always...

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Talent Scout Hypnotizes Wannabe Star

Nervously she fidgeted with her fingers. It was happening, it was finally happening. She studied the guy who sat across from her. He was rocking a perfectly groomed snowboarders goatee and wore a pinstriped suit. Behind his desks he displayed pictures of some famous singers and pop stars. She had been with this agency for a few months now, but this was the first time she was invited in to have a little chat with the big boss. ‘You’re talented.’ He said. Elisa felt her cheeks flush,...

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A rising star

... The three black thugs used my white bubble butt in turn. Each ramming their huge black meat deep inside. I had to use all my experience to make sure they got their money's worth. They took me hard, and my ass muscles worked overtime. Milking them dry. One after the other could not withstand my ass for long though. Filling their XXL condoms with loads of spunk ...A continuation of: https://xhamster.com/stories/a-hard-days-work-1019092Let me tell you how it came about that I was on a call-out...

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OMG YOURE A PORN STAR

The chances of me ever meeting a porn star at my age are very small. When I was younger and working security inthe London area I met all kinds of “celebrities” including a few porn stars of the era both female and male and had a few experiences with one in particular, but not in many years till the other day(this story is pure fantasy though I wish it Did happen,)! I was half asleep as I crossed the road here in Sale, Manchester so Didn,t notice the light on the pedestrian crosswalk had changed...

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My Stint As A Call Girl And Porn Star

es, I was more than just upset. Fuming would be a good word. Why? Well because we were in Las Vegas, on our second day of a two week trip, and my husband had already lost close to five hundred dollars. And the asshole went back this afternoon to try to win it back! I did check on him, after about an hour or so, and he had already added another hundred to the total. In the negative! So yes, I was beside myself with anger, wanting some sort of release. I was sitting by the pool in the late...

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Velvet Crush the World Porn Star

Three weeks passed before I heard from my abnormally well hung client, John. He booked me for an entire week and wanted to fly me to Mexico to spend the time with him at a private resort. His visit was once again to be about his medical business and education, but it was just a ruse to allow him to have time away from his wife to spend with his favorite escort, Velvet Crush. It made me wet all day thinking about John and that helped as I held my ass in the air and allowed Ralph, my boyfriend’s...

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I Rock Star

I posted this story before on a different webpage years ago. I thought I would try to fix it a little bit here and there and see if anyone likes it before I continue with the story. Enjoy. I, Rock Star By Rian James Hello there. My name is Mrs. Danika James. Some of you may know me from the Hollywood scene. I'm a pretty famous nowadays. I'm an actress and have starred in many movies. I also have a rock n roll band. We...

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STAR

Chapter One.I checked the cameras one last time and opened a fresh pack of videotape. Glancing around the room, I satisfied myself that all the lights were in position, the powerful lamps casting a wave of heat over the set. The tapes of three completed sessions were safely packed away in an airtight box and I was well on my way to completing another red hot production of the popular porno series 'Pussy Heat'. However, I still felt dissatisfied with my life. I wanted to make my own films....

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Shooting Star

Falling Star Ten minutes to close, a car comes through the drive-through. It's a generic restaurant, small enough for me to be alone for, usually, the last hour of the day. It's the girl I call "Mega-Mams" when the window's not open. She always gets the same thing, sometimes she has a friend with her. Her name should have an obvious cause, her tits are huge. Not unbelievably huge, but I certainly never suspected they were entirely natural. They had to be bigger than a D cup. Usually...

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A Film Star

Hi dad what’s up? Reet can u plz come home now? Sure i am there in 30 minute. Ok but mind it some 1 waiting for u. Who? Well its a little surprise but some 1 special u never met before her. Ok i will there in 30 minutes. Reet u r 10 minute late, sorry dad u know fucking traffic jam, ok come with me in guest room, I was in very well dressed, blue skirt with sleeve less shirt nude around under knees. Having nice light make up on face, perfectly matching with my dressed, specially nail color both...

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Olympia Washington ORAL ALLSTAR

My visit to the capital of the State of Washington, Olympia, was not disappointing as your very own LESLIE LANCASTER made me feel extremely welcumed!Leslie is a bartender in downtown Olympia and after a few hours of serving me (and herself) some drinks, her shift ended and she came over to sit with me. We talked and drank for a few hours as she told me about her boyfriend and how big of an asshole he was being lately. This is the obvious sign to pick up on that a girl is open to play ball so...

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Lansing Michigan ORAL ALLSTAR

My visit to the state capital of Michigan in Lansing was without a doubt, a lesson in the good that can come out of kindness. By good I mean getting to bust a nut in a sexy girls face just for being kind as I'll explain.So I was at a conference full of college juniors and seniors who were there to network and listen to speakers and such. It was a suit/dress type of gathering which gets annoying but regardless it has its advantages. We had all just sat down for dinner (500+ people) as the...

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She Always Wanted To Be A Movie Star

Copyright©2000-2003 There was a young chap in Arabia Who courted a widow named Fabia. "Yes, my tongue is as long As the average man's dong," He said, licking the lips of her labia. Her mother had repeatedly cried, "She always wanted to be a movie star", over and over. So it is what I'm naming this short story - the legacy and circumstances that surrounded the 'move star'. And from what I have already seen, she was certainly in many movies. Porn movies! Leslie Ann Duncan,...

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The Death and Last Performance Of A Porn Star

Their latest offering was a necro video done at the request of their Web Site Members. Rita Lynn enjoyed being strangled by Jeff and then having him fuck her "dead" body. The scene where Jeff shot his load into Rita Lynn's "corpse" had to be reshot several times because she would always have a loud gasping orgasm herself at that point. The video had turned into their biggest seller in Jeff's store and over the net. On this Saturday morning, Jeff was at the video store. Rita Lynn had...

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