WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the singers, record labels, musicians, places, etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. I do not own Taylor Swift or any other celebrity, singer etc.
Starring: Taylor Swift
A Swift Anal Dose
An erotic celebrity fan-fiction story.
Written by DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)
Commissioned by psylent21.
Codes: Cons, MF, Oral, anal.
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This story is a follow-up/sequel to the story ‘A Swift Oral Dose’. Prior reading of that story is not required, but recommended.
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‘It’s been a while, Miss Swift.’ The text message had read. ‘I’ve heard you were in town for an event. I happen to be staying overnight for a business trip. Perhaps it’s high time we reintroduced ourselves to one another.’
It wasn’t even a question or a request. It felt like an order. But the bluntness, and the hint of arrogance behind the words, wasn’t what made Taylor Swift stare and narrow her eyes. It was the contact, or at least the name she’d given to the sender who she hadn’t heard from in years. Sure, she hadn’t reached out herself but neither had he. He had warned or something like it that she wasn’t to call him anyway, and wouldn’t be able to reach him. So to suddenly reach after such silence? It was infuriating. Outrageous. Sickening.
It was thrilling.
‘I might be able to find the time in my schedule… ‘Paul’.’ Swift responded.
It had been at a forgettable event, a party with the typical big wigs, suits and executives and the like. The sort that she just pandered to keep sponsors, the PR team and her agent happy. But that’s when a cocky man, brash and bold, brazenly propositioned her. He hadn’t even told her his real name. Catching her like a fish, luring her to a hotel room for a night where Swift got her mouth fucked harder than she’d had during any usual amount of sex. An entire eventing of her throat getting stretched out, gagging and slobbering around a long, thick cock the likes of which she’s rarely encountered since. Deep throating and face fucked over and over by some unknown, mysterious stud she’d never met before and really didn’t even know anything about after the fact. And yet the entire evening had, to Swift’s surprise, no repercussions and that wasn’t in regards to losing her voice or an aching throat. Not even a gossip site ‘blind’ rumour had popped up about it. It really was a secret, no-strings-attached encounter.
It had left Swift, so used to be in control as a proud, independent woman and role model with more questions than answers. It also had left Swift wanting more. But with years of silence since the evening she’d dismissed the encounter as a one off. Leaving the memories to an occasional fantasy or as fuel during some personal alone time. After all, she had her career, issues with record labels, re-recording her work to all deal with. Oh, and the fact she had a long-term boyfriend too. So when that message from the man she only knew as ‘Paul’ appeared? Swift had to compose herself and not just respond ‘Your hotel room or mine?’ right away. Despite knowing how wrong it was on so many levels to want to even see him again. Knowing exactly what it would lead to like it was one of her songs playing out about the sort of bad man a girl shouldn’t get involved with.
A back and forth of messages, arranging time and location. Swift was fairly sure his excuse of him being ‘in town’ for business was another one of his lies. Wondering if he might be booking a red-eye flight to get into the city when the date and place as settled. But his insistence of having his room be the location for the fun made her wonder if this was somehow all planned out. After all, he had somehow sneaked into a VIP event and then left without any issue. Paying for a hotel room for her to recover in while he left like there was nothing out of the ordinary. If he had gone to all the lengths for that encounter, then goodness knows what that perverted mind had come up with this time.
Of course, Swift wasn’t exactly innocent in regards to her signing up for a ‘round 2’ with this man. Spinning her own web of lies, claiming that she needed to stop by and catch up with an old friend right after an awards bash, but needing to meet at a ‘neutral ground’ to not raise suspicion or led the press to yet another place to camp out at and use extra strength lenses to zoom into open windows. And when you’re a globally famous, multi-platinum selling pop music artist? Sometimes your team caters to your demands.
That’s what led Swift to going up in the elevator alone. Handbag hanging off of one arm, and holding a key card in the other that had been left at the front desk ‘expected’ for her arrival. The blonde wearing thick, deep red across her full lips – perhaps anticipating that at the very least, her old ‘friend’ would want to test if her talents were still as supreme from the night of that Swift Oral Dose he’d taken so long ago. Her body encased in a gorgeous, snug black and sparkling with sequins dress. Hugging against her rounded, sizeable chest and her plump and tight ass along with showing off some of her smooth legs. Topped off with high heels that clicked when she stepped out of the lift and walked down the hallway.
She hesitated when she arrived at the door. Was it the same man? Did someone just hack into her phone and seize on the random contact? Or was there something else waiting behind the plain hotel room door. She hadn’t come this far just to back off and flee. She knocked on the door and stepped back. Putting on her best measured, calm expression like it was another interview or red carpet appearance. A few moments passing before she heard the rattling of safety chain being undone before the door opened. And even as good as she was putting on a poker face, even her head raised a little as her body tensed.
“Miss Swift.” The same man she knew as ‘Paul’ from that time years ago greeted her with that smile that she’d kept buried into her mind like a bad memory to forget about. Alluring yet repulsive. Handsome and cocky. The very definition of the sort of bad boy she’d lamented about in some of her songs. Add into that the fact he was once again smartly dress with a suit and tie, like he was going to attend the sort of event she’d just come from. “Please, come in.” He offered, holding the door open and stepping aside for her to come in. “I’m a little surprised that you accepted my offer to meet up again if I’m honest.”
“You’re about as honest as it gets. For a guy who didn’t call or text for a few years.” Swift pointed out, stepping past and giving a look back as he closed and locked the door. Swift not concerned about that since she had a good idea about what was going to happen between them. “Or the fact that you never told me your name, ‘Paul’.” She added as she put her handbag on the desk at the wall and took a moment to look around the room. A better than average room with a spacious double bed, with an en suite bathroom. She noted he didn’t seem to have any sort of suitcase here either. Or the likes of any sort of camera, video or otherwise, just like the last time. Although her eyes were drawn to what looked to be a bottle of some sexual lubricant on the desk where he bag now was. She did have a feeling that whatever they’d do tonight, her spit wouldn’t be the only thing being used to enhance the fun.
“And you followed my advice too.” The man said as he moved in to close the distance. “You never tried to contact me.” He said, reminding her of his parting words from the last time.
“I’m a busy woman.” Taylor said, putting it mildly.
“Not too busy enough to not put my name into your phone.” He countered to call her out. “Not too busy to remember who I am and what we did. Or too busy too…”
“Congratulations, you’ve made your point.” Swift cut off his bragging with a snap. Raising an eyebrow as she looked him over. “And something tells me you didn’t invite me here just to talk. Or offer me another thousand dollars as a bribe.”
“So you do remember. I’m flattered.” ‘Paul’ teased as he smiled. “Then do you recall what I told you the last time? About what would happen?”
Swift’s mouth parted. Trying to answer but racking her brain, she couldn’t quite remember that part. “Actually? No. I do not.” She honestly said. “When you had a whole night getting your throat pounded near raw like your life depended on it? You tend not to remember the exact script of the event.”
“That’s fair enough. Then regardless, I must apologise.” He said. “Not for what I did, but for well, misleading you then. What I told you was, well… I said that my cock was going to be going somewhere else other than your mouth this time.” He told her as he measured her expression. Seeing a brief widening of eyes but nothing much else. “I can see you at least expected that.”
“Yes, I did. So what’s changed your plans?” Swift asked as once again against her better judgement, this man was luring her in once again.
“Oh, what’s changed? Well, merely… How can I put this without being blunt? The only thing that’s changed is the location of where I’m going to put my dick into you tonight.” He said, and let the statement hang in the air.
“...Are you fucking with me??” Swift snapped, finally made to break ‘character’ as she once again got infuriated by this man just like before. “You’re… You’re talking about anal, right? Butt fucking?? Tapping some booty?? Breaking in a damn backdoor?”
“You’re more poetic about this than I am.” ‘Paul’ said as he nodded his head. “Well, I thought about it… You’re still a woman of the world. Beloved, adored, and watched by fans around the planet. How could I possibly risk pumping your pussy and knocking you up? Even if I did put on protection. Anyone knows that only abstinence is the true prevention of that sort of thing. So…” He chuckled for a moment, letting his eyes linger on her thick thighs and those lovely, smooth and long legs of hers. “The first time, I was testing out your potential. Seeing what your wonderful, fantastic little mouth and hot throat could do. A mouth better than a pornstar that can drain dicks as well as you can belt out chart smashing hits.”
“Now who is the one having a way with words?” Taylor said, folding her arms across her chest. “So, what? Now you want to see if my fucking butt feels better than my mouth?” She demanded and he just replied with another cocky smile. “Guess you’re one of those guys into porn, thinking that just because you saw one chick getting her butt railed every woman is into it?”
“Well, I certainly proved your potential with one hole the last time. Why not try another and see what you’re able to handle?” He claimed. “Of course, that is unless you’re not into this sort of thing… Although you did prove me right the first time with your mouth.”
“Maybe I am… Maybe I’m not.” Swift said surprisingly, implying she might not be a stranger to anal action. “Guess we’re going to see. But before we start? One thing. You do not fucking rip this dress like the last time.” She snapped with a glare. “I needed to call out an intern to drive over with new clothes when you left me the other time.”
“A fair demand.” He wasn’t fazed by her yell. “How about you slip out of that thing then? Since before I tackle your stunning backside? I want to see if your mouth is still as good as I remember it being.” He said, locking onto those lips of hers with a clear, lusty gaze even with a less than thrilled expression on her face.
“Show me yours, if I’m showing mine.” Taylor stated as she reached back behind herself. Sliding her tight dress down as she exposed her rounded, nicely sized tits encased in a perfectly fitting bra to push her bust up and out invitingly. Before continuing to undress. Soon enough showing off a snug, black thong to just cover her pussy. The matching underwear quite the indication that she’d some here expecting, and willing, to fuck as she took her dress to pop it across one of the chairs in the room.
“Gladly.” The man responded as when she’d been stripping off, he’d slipped his suit jacket off but more carelessly tossing it away into the far corner of the room. Having to take a little more tie to remove the parts of his attire as he loosened the tie to cast it away. Then moving to remove his belt, with the pants and boxers soon following. So Swift got a look at that familiar, even from just the one previous encounter, cock of his. Thick, long and for all the talk about porn before he looked like he’d fit right in on the set of a skin flick.
“Looks like someone remembers me.” Taylor dryly mocked, seeing that cock was starting to harden as she moved forward. Slipping down to her knees which on one hand was surprising for her slightly stuck up attitude to him and all of this. But on the other, she was in her underwear in a handsome, hung stud’s room. It wasn’t like this wouldn’t happen eventually. “I’d say let’s get this over with, but I think we both know it’s going to be a long night for us both…” She said with a hint of a purr as she looked up. Taking a hold of his cock as she arched an eyebrow again at his grin as she delivered a couple of strokes.
“I can assure you, it will.” ‘Paul’ confidently stated, but even with his cockiness he couldn’t help but let out a sigh of delight when Swift opened her mouth and took his fat cock inside even before he was fully hard. Those full, brightly and thickly painted red lips wrapping perfectly around his thickness as she stared up with half-narrowed eyes. A look mixed with annoyance and desire as she groaned around his meat. Her hand gripping his base, stroking off to race him towards being erect while her mouth began to push down. Sliding back up until the crown was still inside her before she repeated the motion. Already giving a display of how she’s kept up her oral talents during their time apart as it didn’t take her long not just to get into a rhythm to pleasure him. He was easily rock hard in her mouth in under a minute.
“Mmmmmphhh… MMMM… Mmmmmphhh…” Her hand moved off the bottom of his shaft, just holding his thigh as, knowing what they were both after from this, she used just her mouth to make him moan as she sucked up and down. Letting him get reintroduced to the warmth and wetness that the singer had to offer while she adjusted to a thickness and length that was far above the average size of a man. “MMMM… Mmmmmphhh! MMMMMPHHH…” He ruby lips gliding up and down as she used a pace that was making her blonde locks sway back and forth. Needing to lift a hand briefly and brush it back behind her ear as she kept the pace going smoothly. The same mouth used to belt out hits like ‘Shake It Off’ and ‘Wildest Dreams’ now being put to a much more sinful use to slurp along a meaty dick.
“AHHHH… I can see you’ve not lost your touch, Miss Swift… MMMM… Not that I expected you to not feel fantastic of course…” The man she still didn’t know the real name off gave her a naughty compliment as he stared down a wide smile. Feeling her saliva begin to get spread across his skin as she sucked away on him. Her own groans vibrating around his prick while his completely shameless cries sounded out around the hotel room. “MMMM… Perhaps you’ve been practising? And I don’t mean on some lucky guys… After all, don’t you have a boyfriend?” He noted. Clearly having done his homework to know that by being here and especially dishing out a blowjob to him, she was cheating on her boyfriend with another man. Perhaps this thick, long shaft a whole lot bigger than the one she’s used to handling as well.
Hearing that, Swift pulled off from his dick. Spitting down onto his mushroom head before glaring up at him with a grit of her teeth. “That didn’t fucking stop you the first time!” She snapped, both answering the question in a way but avoiding it before she plunged her mouth right back down onto his prick. Groaning out as she pushed down deeper, making the fat crown of his dick hit off the back of her talented for a lot more than just singing mouth. “GAAAAAAAAAAAHH… HHHHHHLLLKK!! MMMMMMPHHH… AAAAAHHHRRRKKK…” What followed was the familiar sounds of sinful gagging as Swift stuffed her mouth full with thick dick. They both knew she could handle his vast size, but even so? It appeared that whatever she’d been doing to keep her abilities topped up since their last meeting didn’t quite match up to taking on the real deal. Her saliva oozing down his prick past her lips. The thick red of her lipstick beginning to wickedly smear as she started to leave the evidence of a coloured ring on his cock from the point where she was taking his dick in and out. “MMMMMPHHH… GAAAAAAAAHHH!! HHHHLLLKKK!! SHHHLLRRPPP…”
Even with her attitude towards him, still mad at not resisting her own curiosity and urges to end up sucking off a man who is still a stranger to her, her eyes had a clear shine of desire to them as she worked her oral hole up and down his prick. Lustfully gagging around his dick and not exactly sounding like she was in a great amount of pain even as she stuffed her mouth full with cock. Smearing her lipstick along his cock, putting those famously often red lips of hers to great use to make a mess in more ways than one. And making the wise choice to have stripped out of her dress too as the saliva started to drip down onto her chest from off of his length and from her chin. A nice shine across the skin of her pushed up tits in her bra as her head continued to move back and forth along his meaty size. Only narrowing her eyes when his hand moved down and brushed her long blonde locks back so he could enjoy the full view of her pretty features venturing down onto his length.
“GAAAAAAAAHHH… SHHHHRRLLLPPP… GAAAAAAAAHHH!! HHHHHRRRKK!!” The gagging continued as she shifted position slightly. Her face tensing up and eyes widening as she, under her own power, showed him exactly what sort of tricks she still had. Going from just using that talented mouth of hers to taking his dick into her snug and soaking throat. Getting a louder moan out of him while she let out a raspy choke as her throat was wickedly, but again not with major discomfort, stretched out to get that prick stuffed in. “GAAAAAAAAHHH!! HHHHHLLLKKK… MMMMMMPHH!! MMMMM…” Moans muffled by all that man-meat she was taking as her mouth pumped away at a steady pace. A contrast of her taking such an amount of dick that most women would be left with a sore throat for over a week from this sort of near abuse of their oral tunnel. Yet the kind of pace he was handling from her would be more than enough to make any red blooded man blow a load within a couple of minutes. So as they both suspected, this oral fun alone could carry on from some time as she showed off, just as he expected, that she hadn’t lost a step when it came to sucking cock.
“MMMM… And here I was, Miss Swift… AHHHHH… Thinking that maybe this time you would have gotten sick of me just using your mouth…” He said with that wide smile plastered on his handsome features. For good reason too with how his cock was now getting decorated with several rings of red along his shaft, marking the points where the Fearless and Reputation songstress had reached too in her slobbering adventure at the expense of her lips now being messily smudged. “MMMM… Perhaps we’ll still surprise one another before the night is over…” His words giving the strong sign that it wouldn’t just be oral fun time time around. Groaning out as her mouth pumped up and down with a smooth, steady pact. Having to reach his hand down and hold her hair back now as it kept falling out of place from that hungry motion she was going. His touch the right blend of enough to hold her golden locks back, not to provoke her with a hair grip. He clearly wanted her to show off her mouth’s talents under her own power rather than the face fucking he’d delivered to her the entire session when they had last met.
Without him planning it, Swift took the hold of her hair as a challenge. Accepting it as she gripped his thighs and then forcefully plunged her mouth straight down onto his shaft. Getting the loudest moan out of him yet, and matched by the lewd groan she let out around him as her nose pressed into his crotch. Forcing her lips against his base for the full on deep throat and in a sign of her improvement to the previous time, her eyes stayed wide open without even watering as she stared up. Keeping her throat impaled and stretched by dick as if she was built to take dick. Still choking around him off course, causing saliva to splatter downward onto her chin and the heavy balls she was resting against. The burning of her throat of her own doing as she kept his dick longed down into her windpipe. The scent of arousal gradually building in the air too like she was getting off on the sensation of an act she hasn’t been able to experience for quite some time.
“GAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH!! HHHHHHHHRRRKK!! MMMMMMMMMM…” The chokes continued as she dragged her finger down his thighs as she kept the grip. Eyes closing for a moment for a slight twist of her head from side to side. Rubbing her lips onto his base and further smudging her lipstick onto his dick as she kept the deep throat going. Knowing that even this red hot sensation as she left her spit drooling down his cock and balls wouldn’t be enough to finish this stud off. So it was just a matter of her staying held down until she needed to come up for air since, as they both well remembered, this cocky man would never get tired of using a fantastic mouth and snug throat like hers. “HHHHHLLLKK… MMMMMMPPPHHHH… GAAAAAAAAHHH!! HHHHHRRRKKK…” So it was only when she opened her eyes, showing off a lusty look in them as she slowly lifted upward that she took a well deserved break. Letting him see all the staining of red from off her ruined lipstick left along his cock with the multiple rings along the shaft. Going nicely with the saliva dripping off of him as she pulled completely off of him. Gasping out as she stat back and drew in air and gazed over the mess she’s made over a man she still doesn’t even know the actual name of.
“Miss Swift, I have to say…” ‘Paul’ tried to give some sort of dirty talk compliment to her.
“Yeah, I know. I can suck dick.” Taylor cut him off. “We going to fuck now, or what?” She demanded as she stood up, and already started sliding down her panties before he could respond.
“I suppose we should… Otherwise I’d just be having you choke on me all night.” He said with a chuckle as he followed her lead, undoing his shirt to take it off. “Hmmm… Could have sworn those weren’t as big the first time we met.” He dared to remark, seeing Swift’s lovely, rounded and ripe tits when she disposed of her bra.
“What are you, the fucking Inquirer?” Swift said with a fresh glare. “Just tell me how we’re going to do this.”
“Gladly.” He said. Moving over and picking up the bottle from the desk. “I’ll get your nice, tight little ass ready for me… And you can, well, keep showing me how amazing your mouth still is. If you want of course.”
“You just want an excuse for me to choke on that cock again.” Swift said with a mocking tone, watching as he moved onto the bed, laying down on his back on it.
“I could easily just finger fuck your ass and rim you if you’d want?” ‘Paul’ offered but as he smiled, he wasn’t making any move to get off from the bed he was now on. The lube bottle right in reach beside him.
“Such a gentleman.” She rolled her eyes a bit, even in her naked and messy make-up state as she stepped forward. “I bet your girlfriend thinks you are such a catch.” She added but even as she mocked, she was indeed taking up his offer as she moved on top of him to form the other half of the sixty-nine.
“Would that excite you more if I wasn’t the only one cheating here?” The man said, seemingly avoiding answering her question but before she could get a chance to level an insult back at him his hands had reached up and clamped onto the soft, rounded flesh of her rounded backside. The perfect amount of meat to her to be not quite full on juicy and thick, but far away from being flat and needing more squats in the workout. Spreading her cheeks and not even taking a moment to see how already wet her pussy was just from giving head. His target clear from the start as he brought his tongue up and applied it onto her tightest of holes. Meeting the expected resistance as he began to finally show off his own oral talents to the beauty who has become more than just experienced with sucking him off. His long awaited turn now to work his tongue across her entrance with a slow, back and forth motion. Savouring the taste and the moment itself to eat the ass of the world famous popstar.
“MMMMM… Oh shit! MMMM… Guess… MMMMM… We got something in common when it comes… AHHHH… Fuck! To using our mouths, huh?” Swift looked back as she moaned out. The feeling of his hungry tongue sliding over her asshole electric as she already found her hips moving back, pushing her booty back against his handsome face while her tits pressed into his body. But not getting a response from him, and not just because his mouth was full, she bit her already smeared lip as she turned to the front. Knowing she’s done this over and over again but figuring another dose of head wouldn’t hurt as she popped that familiar prick back into her mouth. The singer whose mouth among other talents led her to being a multi-time Grammy Award winner for Album of the Year all too eager to put her oral hole to a more filthier use. “MMMMMPHHH… MMMMM… GAAAAAAAHHHHH…” Choking out again as she stuffed her stunning face right down to force his dick deep into her mouth, letting his bell-end hit off the back of her oral cavern once again but this time moaning louder around his thick inches as she got her ass licked while slurping away on him.
This sort of deep, wild cock sucking would render most men just flat on their backs into a moaning mess. So the fact that this stud underneath the ‘Love Song’ and ‘Style’ singer could focus on his task of rimming her showed his sexual ability wasn’t just limited to taking it. Keeping his tongue pressed up against her backdoor as he worked his tongue around. Using all the tricks in his plentiful book to flick up and down, slide around the outside and pat against the puckered hole. Moaning into her butt as he enjoyed her mouth pumping along his rod while he returned the favour by eating out the stunning ass of a woman who is supposed to be untouchable. More than enjoying this nicely plump cake as he ate it, with his fingers still digging in to keep her spread as he stuffed his fight right into her.
“MMMMMMPHHH… GAAAAAAAHHH!! HHHHRRRKKK… MMMMM!!” Swift’s moans while still muffled were loud enough as she showed how much she was enjoying getting tongue fucked by this mysterious, cocky man she was mounted on top off. Bobbing her head up and down as her blonde locks were strewn about from her shifting. No time to worry about more mess as she was already adding even more of her thick, red lipstick onto his length with this latest round of slurps. “MMMMM… GAAAAAAAHHH!! SHHHHRRLLLPP… GAAAAAAAHHH!!” Even more saliva left onto him, dripping down over his balls and onto the bedsheets to leave more evidence of their sinful encounter. Her eyes closed as so focused on putting her mouth to work here she couldn’t even look back to watch her ass being eaten out. Although from how she was taking it and pushing her hips back against his tongue, it seemed like this might not be the first time she’s let a lucky someone dine on her stunning backside.
So when she felt his face move back, Taylor let out a whine of disappointment at the empty feeling. Almost about to release his dick and glare back before she had to groan out around his prick. A new sensation of cool liquid dripping onto her asshole as he put the bottle of lube to use. Her turn to now shift forward when he pushed a finger against and then, in commanding fashion, pushed into her tight hole just like he’d warned her he planned to do before this sixty-nine had kicked off. Leaving her to keep bobbing on his still rock hard shaft as she took the firm finger banging. The lube getting worked in nicely around her back passage as it pressed around the invasion. A sure sign that the West Reading, Pennsylvania-born beauty has rarely let this fine, tight ass of hers be used.
“MMMMMPHHHH… HHHNNNGGGG!! GAAAAAAAAAHHH! MMMMMPHHHH…” One of her hands was gripping the sheets of the hotel bed they were on. Grunting around his dick while pumping it in and out of those wrecked lips of hers as she took a stiff finger in and out of her asshole. Even feeling more lube being poured down her crack so it could be worked in as he showed he was experienced in preparing a tight hole like hers for a shaft as big as his. Thinking she was going to get a breather when that digit slid out of her. But just as she lifted off of his rod he went back in, with two fingers this time to make her groan out as she stared back over her shoulder. “Fucking God!! MMMM… You realise that there’s… AHHHHH FUCK… No fucking way… MMMM!! This huge fucking dick of yours is gonna… UHHHH!! F-Fit in my tiny little ass, right?” She said between gasps. Watching as he just smirked and kept plunging his fingers into her rear for a few more turns before he pulled out.
“Didn’t you think the same thing about me when you sucked my dick all that time ago?” The man she only knew as ‘Paul’ pointed out to her as he shifted back and out from her. Taking a moment to apply some of the lube onto his cock with a few strokes before he closed the bottle up. Making sure to keep it in arm’s reach on the bed as he positioned Swift how he wanted her. On her hands and knees on the bed as she still looked back at him.
“That was different, asshole! And you fucking know it!” Taylor snapped, slipping back into that more bitchy side that’s still not been ‘tamed’ despite the excellent way her ass had just been eaten out and fingered.
“Fucking your asshole? Don’t mind if I do…” He grinned, twisting her words as he pressed the fat crown of his prick against her asshole. Not deciding to drag this out any more as he pushed forward and made them both moan out as he took another of her very pleasurable holes.
“AHHHHHHHH FUCK!!” Swift yelled out as her eyes widened. Hands clutching deep handfuls of the begging as her body tensed up. Feeling a wicked burn of a mix of half pain from the thick invasion and sinful pleasure from being stretched out by the dick that’s just been right in her mouth. This was the most she’s ever had up her ass and it wasn’t even close. “Jesus!! FUCK!! AHHHHH!! You’re… MMMMM!! Gonna fucking rip me apart! AHHHHH FUCK!!” She howled already with wide eyes. Darting from up at that smug, handsomely smiling face of hers and down to her rump to see that huge dick stuffed into her from behind. She was already feeling like this dick could split her in half and he was barely a quarter of his total length inside of her.
“MMMM… Oh, I think you’ve got the potential… MMMM! To handle all of me…” The hunk behind her claimed as he held onto her waist. Making sure she was positioned right in front of him so he could start to smoothly thrust into her stunning, tight backside. Staring down to admire the sight of his prick entering into her asshole before drawing back. Never leaving her rump so the head and an inch or so was always inside of her. Showing his talents as he knew her back passage would need to adjust to being stretched out. Which in a way, made it even better for them both (perhaps worse in her case as her whines indicated) as he made this butt fucking a long, drawn out process. If she thought that enduring a night of only throat fucking action was a mammoth task? This would feel like the trials of Olympus to endure and survive.
“FUCK!! OH SHIT… GOD… FUCKING DAMN IT! AHHHHH!!” She hissed out. One hand slamming on the bed for a moment like a cage fighter giving up a match as she felt his thick dick burrowing a home for itself inside her tight, rounded ass. Her cheeks already bouncing back and forth and he wasn’t even using that harsh a motion. Leaving her gritting her teeth as unlike the scenes in porn, not every woman just gets off on a butt fucking and Swift, even with acting credits in movies and documentaries about herself, couldn’t even fake like this was completely the time of her life. “FUCK!! OH SHIT… IT H-HURTS! MMMM!! HURTS… S-SO… SO FUCKING GOOD GOD DAMN IT!!” She yelled, like she was both loving and hating how thrilling it was to have her anal passage rammed by such a vast slab of man-meat. Even all the lubing done before and her spit all over his dick not able to ease off the pain completely as her walls continued to be spread apart. Her blonde haired head lowering down as she tried anything to keep her focus and not just lose her mind to the first time getting her ass fucked by a huge dick.
Of course, just like their first encounter years back, there was no way he was wasting this chance to put Miss Americana herself through the works. Not limiting his sinful strategy to just smoothly thrusting his prick in and out of her backside either as he managed to fit in over half his length into her rump. Lifting a hand up to deliver a sharp and far from merciful slap onto her shaking cheeks. The crack ringing out before her head snapped up with a new howl. The sound of a mix of outrage, pain and the hint of pleasure as she panted out with a glare back at him. Squeezing the struck cheek afterwards as he pumped in with a firm motion, stuffing another fat inch in to make her groan and stare back with that conflicted look like she wanted to slap him back in return but at the same time make out with him harder than she even would with the man she’s actually dating.
“YOU FUCKER! YOU PIECE OF FUCKING… AHHHHHH FUCK!! MMMMM D-DAMN IT!!” She panted out as sweat started to roll down her pretty face. Fitting nicely with her eyes watering up now from the pain of her back passage getting split wide in a way that even with his steady pace was more than even most porn stars could handle. Her mouth might have been trained up enough to handle his huge dick but her other, even tighter hole was a different story. Another spank onto her cheek jolting her body back to life, keeping her in that classic doggy style position to get ass banged from the back. “AHHHHH SHIT! FUCK!! MMMMMM FUCK!! YOU ASSHOLE… B-BASTARD!! AHHHHH!! FUCK… YOU’RE GONNA RUIN MY ASSSSSSSSSSSS MMMMM!!” She groaned again as her body shifted as his cock got further into her tightness. All the while her pussy without her wrecked with pain and pleasure mind got even more moist than before. The juices lightly dripping down without even being touched since her hands were still so busy trying to tear chucks out of the sheets she was on.
The smirk on his face showed that might have been part of his plan all along, or at the very least a consequence he was happy to let occur as a result of getting to fuck one of the hottest women in the world up her tight, near virgin if not completely that backside. Keeping a hold of her waist so she was straight and in-line with his pole as he pumped away. Moaning out and starting to get his own healthy shine of moisture across his toned body as he thrust into those tight and rounded cheeks. His filthy prediction about her ability to not just handle this kind of deep and firm anal sex, but the sheer size of his cock from length to thickness, looking more and more true with each pump she took. Deep throating this same dick now looking like a walk in the park compared to handling this booty banging but leaving him groaning out too as he had to handle the vice-like pressure all around his fat dick as he nailed her.
“AHHHHH!! OH GOD!! H-HOW IS IT FITTING IN?? HOW ARE YOU F-FUCKING ME SO DEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEP MMMMMMMM!!” She groaned out as her head was now facing forward. Her mouth open to let the loud moans and her groans of discomfort pour out as the popstar princess was almost drooling onto the sheets as she tried to not lose her mind to this all. Her eyes looking glazed over as she stared ahead and her brain tried to keep from being friend from the supreme mix of pleasure and pain from this kind of rough butt fucking. “FUCK… FUCK! FUCK!! AHHHHHH… FUUUUUUUUUUCK!! MMMMMMMM…” She groaned as her rounded tits swung back and forth underneath her as her body jolted from the stiff pumps entering into her ass from behind. Her golden hair a wild, bush-like mess all over the place with more than a few strands stuck to her cheeks. Her make-up had already been wrecked from her lipstick being so smudged but now there was the addition of slowly rolling tears down her face. The shameful black streaks of running eye-liner as even with the pleasure making her moan out her body reacted to the stretching out her back passage was taking.
It was in some ways a reversal of what he’d put the ‘Blank Space’ and ‘22’ singer through the first time. Back then he’d merely used her mouth and throat for his pleasure and in numerous positions. This time? He was still focusing on one particular hole but this time just pounding away into her with the one, classic but still filthy position. Driving his fat dick in and out of her asshole, leaving her tunnel spread out but left naughtily snug around his shaft as he pumped away. Groaning himself with that wide smile as he stared down. Finally seeing her rounded cheeks meeting his body to make her butt go from merely jiggling to full on clapping off of him as he filled her up beyond a point she ever dreamed she could handle. That slapping noise mixing perfectly with their moans as he gave her backside the pounding of a lifetime as many a red-blooded man would give an arm and a leg to even get to attempt to do.
Swift’s body jolted harder now as she struggled to stay up in position, never mind keep her wits about her as her ass was fully stuffed and claimed by a man she still didn’t know the true identity of. His crotch hitting off of her booty to make her shift forward while her breasts swung and sweat coated her already stunning enough frame. Groaning out between grunts as her head lowered again and her arms buckled, leaving her ass raised up thanks to his hold on her. He saw this, and tried the old trick of delivering a spank to her rump as he fucked it to spring her back upward. She was too far gone at this point for it to work, leaving her just gasping from the mix of harm and stimulation from the slap. So it just resulted in the red mark of his hand print starting to form on her cheek from the repeated shots she’s taken during this sex. Rather than showing concern, and perhaps hoping for this all along, he just smiled as he moaned and carried on spanking her jiggling cheeks once in a while to leave her branded even more than the state of her asshole would be by the end of this all.
“AHHHHHH… MMMMMM… F-FUCK… FUCK!! AHHHHHH…” Swift panted as her face rested against the sheets. Leaving the stains of make-up from off her cheek along with the eyeliner tears and smudged lipstick while her hair was sprawled about. Face down, ass up like a common whore while her pussy continued to drip with arousal. As if a part of her had always wanted to be dominated and ravaged like this but she just never knew it before. “FUCK! FUCK!! AHHHHH SHIT… FUUUUUUUUUUCK!! AAAAAAAAAAHH…” She groaned away as her eyes stared blankly ahead like the lights were on but the occupants were long gone at this point. Tits pressed into the bed while her hips stayed raised up so her rump could jiggle away. The clap of her cheeks hitting off the stud behind her so loud and constant that likely the rooms above, below and to the sides, let alone down the corridor could figure out some filthy action was going on.
“MMMMM… I never get tired of seeing you like that, Miss Swift! MMMMM…” The man thrusting away into her back passage said with that wide, shameless smile on. Another slap to her booty to make it shake and show off the tattoo-like mark of his palm now on her soft skin. Acting like they’ve been regular fuck buddies for years instead of this being just a second time encounter between them both. Perhaps more referring to how she looked like a defeated, broken prize as she lay near out of it on this hotel room bed while he hammered away into her ass. “MMMM… I’d said it was well worth the wait, wouldn’t you?” He added to mock her. Knowing she was so drunk in pleasure she couldn’t form the words to reply. A far cry from how she’s been acting like this was all above her at the beginning, just to be tamed once again by his huge dick stuffing into one of her holes. But something special about it this time to get to pound away into her rear like he’s drilling for oil. And not having to hold back now that he was repeatedly going balls deep into her backside like it was built for this single purpose to take his fat cock.
The only response from the world famous chart topper was more loud moans and pained groans as her back passage might have given up the fight to resist his length driving in, but it didn’t make the burning of being spread wide go away. Her frame shifting on the soaked sheets as she had to move every time a new pump drove down into her asshole. Her face rubbing away to leave the evidence of her make-up and drool onto the bedding. Perhaps wishing now she’d asked to just get mouth pounded instead as now she was looking far from the talented, confident beauty that’s become an icon of the music world. Looking like she’d be more fitting to win awards in the adult film industry than anything to do with her songs as the sweat rolled off her body and she groaned out as her rump got stuffed again and again. The sort of fucking that would leave most women, even those far more experienced with anal than her, with a quite profound limp in their step for the upcoming week and beyond.
Whatever plans the mysterious man had for this all, clearly not getting a reaction out of her (and that was his own doing for fucking her ass so well and hard) was not satisfying him despite his own shameless moaning as he pumped away into her. So he shifted his grip as he left her body slump down. Just to fully mount her for a prone bone position with his chest against her sweat-shining back and crotch pressed into that already well fucked ass, already with the hand prints from his spank across her. Moving an arm up and around her neck, forcing her face up as the other hand stroked her hair away so he could see that lewd expression as her eyes were rolled up. Drool seeping from the corner of those smeared lips. Yet even in this state, somehow she found the brain power to make her hands come up and hold onto his arm. Encouraging the dominating position as her mouth managed to hiss out a begging request.
“F-F… FUCK ME…”
The next sound out of her was a loud moan of delight as he bottomed out hard into her rump. The clapping ringing out like a machine stuck on overdrive as he drilled her with a somehow even more merciless pace than before. The primal position making him look like a caveman claiming his wife as he pounded her while she lay in her own juices and sweat on the soaked bed. Her tongue hanging out of her mouth in delight as her eyes stayed rolled up to gaze at the ceiling as she got railed. Her lower legs angled back and likely toes curled in the high heels she still had on as her fingers held onto his arm around her neck like her life depended on it. Not so much being choked but just held like a defeated prize and as her make-up dripped down her features along with the sweat? It seemed hard to believe she was only a slightly less of a winner in all of this than the man ravaging her. Still able to moan out as her snatch, despite having not been touched this entire time, dripped away to add to the soaking on the bedding.
Of course at this point the man she only knew by a fake name was getting his own stamina tested as he found a new high gear to give the stunning, famous woman the sort of pounding she and her lovely body deserve (and now can clearly take). His body crashing into hers over and over with the generous cushion provided by her rounded cheeks as he slammed his prick into her asshole. Her back passage spread apart with just the perfect amount of tightness left to her that if she ever let anyone else tap this ass in the next month or so? Unless they were hung to a bigger than standard porn star level she wouldn’t feel them. Grunting out as his own sweat dripped off his body, hitting onto hers and the bed they’ve been fucking on. The clapping of her booty into him along with both their moans masking the creaking of the bed which would only further let anyone in any room adjacent or around theirs know some wild action was going on.
His level of tiredness was nothing to the state that the blonde American beauty underneath her was in. Her arms falling to her sides as she panted out with mumbled, cock-drunk words in between her moans. Eyes half-open but still glazed over like the thrill of deep, rough anal sex would be something that would stick in her from this day onward. If not for his arm cradling her head she’d likely just be fully slumped on the bed. The saliva leaking from her mouth dripping over his arm along with the trails of her black eyeliner tears as the other smears of make-up. All as her asshole got hammered hard and deep like her sole purpose in life was just to take huge, long cocks like this instead of the multi-time world record breaking performing artist she’s supposed to be.
Taylor was only brought back to reality when his free hand gripped her sweat-soaked hair to make her face tilt up a bit more. Just a prelude as he buried his cock into her rump one more time and kept it buried in. Grunting into her ear as he unloaded into her back passage, treating her ass much like he’d used her mouth all those years ago. The sensation of hot spunk splattering deep into her already well fucked tunnel being the trigger she finally needed as she howled in delight again. A wide, sex-drunk smile across that ruined face as her pussy dripped juices and her body shuddered. Only adding to the mess on the sheets she was pinned down on as her folds let out more of her arousal to soak down. Whichever of them ended up paying for this room would easily be hit with a cleaning charge in the aftermath of this.
Finishing inside of her ass, ‘Paul’ as she only knew him as, emptied himself and didn’t pull out until he was spent. His hips bucking once in a while as a shot fired out and he moaned. Releasing her head as she, as expected, slumped down into her own mess as he shifted back. Her asshole gaping wide in a state that usually only gets reserved for porno whores taking a triple penetration. Admiring that and the sight of his cum leaking back out of that pummelled hole of the popstar. Her passage having no resistance left to prevent his load seeping to drip all the way down her already soaked with juices and sweat body, hitting the sheets to add to evidence all over the bed as Swift remained slumped, defeated and pounded.
“Well… Miss Swift? I do believe… I’m two for two in terms of predictions about you.” ‘Paul’ remarked as he took a moment to grab the complimentary bottle of water from off the bedside table. Taking a deep glug before he sat down next to her. “Wouldn’t you say?” He said as he reached over. Stroking her hair back and seeing her eyes shut. Fucked so hard and having hit an orgasm so intense it had knocked her out. Leaving her sleeping on the soaked sheets. “Hmmmm… Maybe almost perfectly correct about you.” He remarked with a chuckle before he took another sip. “Well, I suppose that gives me time to freshen up if I have a shower to myself.” He decided. Treating this again like another hit-and-run as he already looked to leave after getting off.
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A couple hours later...
“Hnnnng…” Exhausted, Taylor blinked her eyes awake Groaning as the dried sweat meant she had to push off the sheets after almost being stuck like glue down from the juices and everything else. “Wh-Where are you, y-you fucking asshole…” She mumbled as her vision focused. “Oh God, my ass… Fuck…” She panted. Feeling the burning still in her rear from being fucked hard. “I swear I’ll…”
She began to say, before she saw what looked like a note written on a bit of paper, typical of the basic items provided by a hotel, resting against a pillow next to a bottle of water. Grunting as she reached forward, snatching it with one hand and the water with the other.
‘Feel free to be the one who calls me first this time. - ‘Paul’.’
Gritting her teeth, Swift found some strength to crush the mocking note, showing that the man who had pounded her ass into another dimension had already left the scene. A glance behind her showing that while her clothing was left neatly arranged, him and his attire was nowhere to be seen. “Mother fucker…” She grumbled as she opened the bottle. A hunger in her as she gulped the contents down like she’d just been wandering through a desert, before tossing the empty bottle away. Pausing as she looked back and saw her handbag still on the desk as well.
“Maybe… Maybe I will, ‘Paul’…” She thought to herself. With the sort of lewd smile across her make-up wrecked face that showed this second Dose of Swift was well worth taking for both of them.
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