Oops! Wrong number! ((Kristen Bell))

[Blackjack]

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Author’s Note: Somewhat inspired by the events of the Fappening. Imagine if a dick pic made its way to a single (For the purposes of this story) celebrity who lives locally?

Also dedicated to ByD, get back in touch man. I haven’t heard from you in a while!

Celebrity: Kristen Bell

Code: MF, Cons, Oral, Anal, Facial, Anal cream pie


As she took a break on the set of the new Veronica Mars movie, Kristen Bell’s phone buzzed to life and as she dug through her small handbag to find the source of the text message. Grabbing it, she lifted it out and unlocked the screen, bringing up the last message she was rather surprised at what she saw. Covering her phone’s screen was a penis that covered the entire block of glass. Stifling a gasp, the blonde headed woman looked over her shoulders to make sure no one was looking at her as she moved to take a seat on one of the seats in her small, yet comfy trailer her phone let out a new noise to signal that a new text message had arrived.

‘Like what u see?’

That was the message that had arrived. Kristen had to smile and nod her head. She did like what she saw! Her thumbs hovered over the on-screen keyboard before she started to tap out a response. She wrote out a message back to the mystery cock sender before turning to look at the small bathroom in her trailer. Standing up, Kristen locked the door to her trailer before sliding into the bathroom and then locking that door. Her heart was beating a mile a minute, she had never done anything like this before! Lifting her shirt up over her bra, Kristen kept the bunched up shirt against her chin before sliding her shorts down, flashing the tip of her red, stripy panties above her shorts, catching them all in the shot, Kristen took the photo and sent it to the mystery cock.

‘Wrong number. But do u like what u see?’

Then came the waiting. Tidying herself up slightly, Kristen nervously checked her phone every few moments waiting to see if she had a response. Why was she nervous? This could be some random guy in Nebraska or Orlando, nowhere near where she currently was right now. Why was she so nervous? Her phone beeped with a new message and as Kristen moved to read it, she caught a wide smile on her face.

‘I do! Wish I was there to help you out of those clothes! ’

Kristen grinned at the prospect and looked up at the mirror. She undid the button on her shorts and let them slide down to the floor landing in a little denim puddle around her ankles. Her fingers ran over the edge of her panties before sliding them down over the curve of her ass and spinning around, presenting her ass to the mirror. She bent over, put her phone up and took a photo of her bare rear. She stood up, took a look at the photo and then sent it to him.

‘Done okay by myself. Still, my tiny pussy won’t fuck itself...’

Biting her bottom lip, Kristen looked up at the mirror and saw just how flushed she was looking. She was actually getting hot and horny over this action! Spreading her legs slowly, Kristen started to softly rub at her pussy while she waited for a response. Her fingers teased her shaved, outer lips while her eyelids flickered in pleasure at the touch. Her index finger ran over the thin strip that served as a guiding point of pubic hair before she moved to stroke against her clitoris. As she did so, her phone buzzed to life with a new message.

‘FFFFFFFFFUCK! Wish I was there!’

‘Where r u now?’

‘San Fran. U?’

Fuck. He was a lot closer than she thought he would be. Her fingers stopped touching herself and moved to shoot a new message to him. As she typed it out, she could barely believe what she was doing.

‘L.A Free on Saturday. Want to meet up?’

As she hit the ‘send’ button her jaw almost dropped again. Now she had committed to something and there wasn’t much else she could do now until wait. Sure, she could cancel it but that little logical part of her brain was starting to be shouted down by her increasingly wet pussy who wanted to get fucked by the mystery big dick she was talking to. Wriggling in spot, Kristen’s phone buzzed with a brand new message.

‘Sure! Hotel?’

Now that was a good idea. Kristen nodded her head and quickly accessed the phone’s web-browser through the little button at the bottom of the screen and found one of the nearer locations. Tapping at it through the browser, Kristen booked a room for Saturday that had an ‘any time book in’ slot and then messaged the man right back.

‘Hotel it is. Meet u @ the Starbucks near the fountain in the mall?’

There was only only big mall that had a Starbucks so there was no way the man wouldn’t know where she was talking about. Kristen paused and studied the screen, nerves almost getting the better of her as the next message came through. Her heart was in her throat as her eyes read over what the mystery cock had sent to her.

‘Perfect. C u @ 1pm?’

Kristen did the math in her head, she could get to the hotel for midday, check in and make sure the room was perfect before getting back to the mall to meet the guy. It all sounded so perfect… Kristen’s fingers tapped out a response eagerly before hitting the green ‘send’ button, her mouth finally parted to let some air move back into her lungs. As she waited for the final response of the day, Kristen dared to feel between her legs and the ocean of arousal almost shocked her. Did the idea of fucking an entirely random stranger she had met online really turn her on that badly?

‘C u @ 1pm Suck you soon xXx’

With that final message, Kristen heard a knock on the door to her trailer and regretfully Kristen had to let the erotic messaging go. Pulling her panties up and redressing herself as best as she could do, Kristen made sure to splash at her face with some water to try and wash away the flushness in her cheeks. Her pussy had one final pat in satisfaction for a job well done, Kristen unlocked both of the doors and walked back onto the film set for a normal day of shooting.

*-*-*-*-*

As she did her best to ignore the leers from the young Hispanic guy behind the desk, Kristen couldn’t help but feel a little over-dressed for the reception of the motel-six she was standing in. Her long blonde hair was feathery and hanging over her shoulder blades, her blue eyes continued to swap between making eye contact with the receptionist to the large clock hanging on the back wall. She had opted to have some thick, heavy and especially runny make-up on so that when she got the fucking of her life it would show just how well she had been fucked. She had chosen to wear a tight porcelain white blouse with a very obvious jet-black bra on underneath it, her legs were somewhat obstructed by a small red, velvet skirt and finally her long, athletic legs were covered with a matching set of black stockings, the garter belt and lacy thong underwear were hidden from the receptionist thanks to the skirt. Her perfectly manicured nails drummed against the top of her clutch-purse while the guy swapped between looking at her tits and then at her details.

“Miss Bell?” The guy finally said, tapping at one last key on the computer’s keyboard.

“That’s me. Do you have my reservation?”

“We do, please enjoy your stay with us. If you have any queries, please feel free to let me know. My name is Luis and I can serve any of your needs.”

Kristen took the key from his extended hand and offered a polite smile before turning on her heel and rolling her eyes at the not-so subtle come on. Her heels clicked against the hard linoleum floor of the hotel’s reception. Taking the stairs up to the second level, Kristen slid the key card into the door’s lock and opened up the room. Crossing the threshold, the future Disney film star looked at her new surroundings. There was a little feeling in her stomach that suggested she wasn’t exactly used to this sort of setting. There was a bed, the room had that going for it at least. There was also a coffee table with an US weekly magazine that was several months out of date and ear marked in several corners, a small yet serviceable television that sat near the mini fridge and a small lamp sitting in the corner near to the final set of furniture. The hotel room had a two piece set of a chair and a sofa, the material looked like a normal sort of cotton fabric but they had been worn in. The colour had faded in spots where people have obviously sat down and watched the television.

Kristen dumped her handbag on the coffee table and moved over to the bathroom, continuing her investigation of the hotel room. What she saw, actually surprised her. The hotel’s bathroom was kept in an impeccable condition, the shower was sparkling clean and the long floaty shower curtain had been thrown over the rail inside of the shower. There was a countertop in front of the mirror that didn’t have any marks on it and there weren’t any cracks in it like she had been expecting. Sliding her hands down over the curve of her ass, Kristen admired her reflection in the mirror before hearing her phone beep to life.

The blonde found her phone that had been resting inside of her purse, checking it out, a sly smile moved across her lips. The mystery cock had sent her a new picture, it was a selfie and let Kristen know what he looked like. To add to a pretty fantastic cock, the guy wasn’t bad looking either. He had a short brown crew cut, he was clean shaven and had deep green eyes that seemed to drink into her soul. He seemed to be in pretty good shape, she could see his arms were overly toned and had a look of muscle to them. He was also wearing a heather grey Detroit Red Wings shirt finally setting up that Kristen may well have just found her own perfect one night stand.

Kristen smiled before sending out a message to him.

‘U like the red wings? I may have to marry u after this!’

‘lol i wouldn’t say no!’

‘lol Just leaving now. C U soon.’

She took a deep breath and grabbed a hold of the sunglasses inside of her purse. Slipping them onto her nose to obscure one of her more significant and notable features. Locking the door behind her, Kristen walked down towards the hotel’s parking lot, ignoring the leers from Luis with ease as she got into the driver’s side of her car and set off towards the mall. Her stomach continued to perform somersaults as she waited at yet another red light on her way towards the mall. Her fingers gripped the wheel and her teeth bit at her bottom lip, while her eyes looked at the lights while her mind went places.

All of a sudden, the danger of the situation came into her mind. What if this guy was some crazy? What if he had a knife or a gun or some other weapon that could do serious harm to her? The headlines flashed before her eyes and then the look of horror on her mother’s face as the grizzly details of what had happened in the lead up to her death. The sound of a horn from behind her car shocked Kristen into action, pressing down on the accelerator, she made her way through the intersection and carried on towards the mall. Was she doing something crazy? Definitely. Would she be killed as a result of it? … Probably not right? She could always scope him out before she approached him, see if he had anything with him. As she pulled into the closest spot, Kristen made a silent promise to herself.

If he had a bag with him then Kristen would turn and walk away, block his number and forget all about it. If he didn’t… Well, she was going to have one hell of a time tonight. Stepping out of the car, Kristen slipped a long cream coat on over her body and tightened it a little doing her best to obscure her sexy ensemble underneath it. Clicking at her car keys, her car locked after she dunked them into her pockets and walked towards the fountain. Walking into the mezzanine of the mall, her blue orbs scanned the area, looking for the mystery guy. Her eyes settled on the logo of the Starbucks and then moved downwards, the two orbs settling on the guy sitting by himself near the water fountain that, true to form, still shooting small jets of water from it. He was still wearing that grey Red Wings shirt and looking just as delicious as he had in the photo. He didn’t have anything with him and that had pretty much cemented what she was going to do.

Taking a deep breath, Kristen moved forwards and walked towards her soon-to-be new fuck buddy. The sound of her heels clicking against the hard surface of the mall bounced inside of her ears, the sound of her heels added with the heavy sound of her heart beat. The sounds were almost deafening as she walked towards the man. The man who had now turned to face her and was almost tensing up at the sight of her. A smile curling at his lips as she crossed over to meet him. He stood up off of the chair and closed the gap, his hands sliding into his pockets.

“Hi there… Nervous?”

“A little? What gave it away?”

“Oh, it’s always easy to tell with women. They tend to dress themselves up to make sure they stick out. I think it’s to make sure people remember them? I don’t know, would it help to let you know I’m not going to do anything weird?”

Kristen laughed and nodded her head. That actually did make her feel a lot better. She slid her hands into the sash of the long coat she was wearing before looking over her shoulder and then back at the mystery man.

“So… How do we?”

“This your first time doing something like this? Well, typically we go to a pre-determined room and we go at it until one of the parties are finished. We can go over things we want to do and things we definitely don’t want to do in the car or are the trip over to the room. Or… We can go our separate ways if you’re not interested?”

“No I’m interested! I really do want to try this out. Should you… Should you follow me to my car?” Kristen asked the guy, her head tilting to the side slightly.

“Sure okay. Do you want to swap names or should we just keep it as a one-time thing?”

That made Kristen stop in her tracks, turning to look at the guy, she was about to say something when the man chuckled and shook his head.

“This really is your first time doing this! Don’t worry, I’m not expecting a girlfriend out of this. If you want a quick fuck then that’s what you’ll get.”

“Let’s… Let’s go to the hotel and see how things go from there?” Kristen offered as a compromise with a soft smile on her face, suddenly feeling a little out of her element.

“Sure, okay. Did you say you drove here?” He asked, following her as she moved forwards again.

“I did. Just this way.” Kristen said, guiding him towards her car that she had parked rather conveniently near to the entrance. Kristen unlocked the car and slid into the driver’s side as the man slipped into the front passenger’s side. Setting off on their travel, Kristen stole an occasional glance at the man’s crotch and couldn’t help but wonder about the size of it and if it looked as big as it did on the camera.

“Yeah, it is as big as it looks.”

“I ah- Really?”

“Don’t want to wait to see?” The guy asked, his hands resting on the zip of his fly, teasing that he could unzip it at any time. His eyes were focused on her face as she hit a stop sign, stealing glances between his length and then the traffic, Kristen shook her head and pressed down on the gas.

“No. I can’t wait.”

The man smiled and then unzipped his pants, fishing out his length that was starting to harden from the erotic energy that was starting to bubble in the inside of the car. His currently soft ten inch length sat just outside of his boxer shorts, his hand grasped the base of his shaft and started to jerk himself as Kristen let out a short gasp. She had never seen one so big in the flesh!

Swallowing the last bit of nerves, Kristen reached over and took over the duty of jerking his cock. Her hand curled around his length and she started to slowly slide her hand up and down, occasionally squeezing at the cock as she licked her lips. Her hand slid up and down, twisting from side to side and squeezing at his length as she explored the veins and bumps on his dick. As she felt the shaft in her hand, Kristen could feel her panties getting damper and damper at the prospect of having this massive dick inside of her.

Kristen’s smaller hand curled around his dick and Kristen did her best to ignore the gasps of pleasure from the man as she explored just how big it was. Her nails teased the underside of his cock and found a long vein that ran from the tip all the way down to the balls. Her hand soon found itself on them, they were proportionally sized to the massive dick and as she felt them in her hand, she couldn’t help but wonder just how they would feel slapping against her body. A blush formed on her cheeks as she left his sac alone and went back to jerking his shaft.

As she slowly pumped her hand up and down, Kristen glanced over at the man before smiling and licking her full lips. She had opted for a deep, blood red coloured tube of lipstick when she applied her make up this morning, it all helped add to how dramatic and enticing she looked. Her eyes flicked back to the road and the car soon pulled to the familiar selection of lights that hung above the road. There were still several cars in front of them, doing the math quickly in her head, she decided to take another first in their new, budding relationship and reached over.

“Tell me when it goes green.”

Then, as soon as she had said that, her mouth was open and her lips had sealed themselves around the head of his dick. Her hand curled around his base and held him in place while her mouth pressed on down his meaty girth. Her tongue left the inside of her mouth and started to bathe the sides of his dick as she dropped her mouth down. She could hear him moaning and then the sound of his hands grasping at the seats behind them both as Kristen sucked him.

There was something to be said about having this sort of power. If she was honest, it was always baffling to her that men would be willing to let one of the more vital body organs go into a space that most consisted of instruments that could chew, gnaw and rip at meat. Still, she shouldn’t really complain because as she lifted her lips up off of the dick’s head and pushed a warm bead of spit back onto his head, the sounds coming from the guy made all of her hard work seem worth it.

Her small pink tongue flicked and stroked at the side of his length while her free hand cupped and massaged his balls, giving him the full experience as best as she could do while being restrained in the front seat and with the amount of pull the seat belt gave. Her ears picked up on a heightened moan and she could feel the fruits of her labour spilling out onto her tongue as she felt her his hands slide through her hair. The sound of a horn honking and a sudden tug on her hair alerted Kristen to what had happened.

“Shit! Green light!”

Kristen ripped her head up from his lap and pressed her foot down on the gas, taking the two of them back towards her hotel. With a sly smile, Kristen took her hand off of the wheel and wiped at the side of her mouth with her thumb before looking over to the guy who seemed to be sucking in deep guts full of air.

“I’m ah- I’m sorry about the hair pulling.”

“Don’t be. I like it when my hair’s pulled.” Kristen said with a grin, before focusing on the road ahead. As her nails drummed against the side of the wheel, her baby blue eyes moved back to the hard cock that was dripping with her own spit and the dull ache between her legs continued to throb and make her want to touch herself. Pressing her thighs together, Kristen’s hand left the wheel and reached over to take the guy’s cock in her hand again. As she did so, another desperate gasp of pleasure left the man’s mouth.

“How far away are we?” He asked, although with the way he spoke it sounded like he was almost begging for the next turning to be the final one. She rearranged herself in the car again, her thighs sliding against each other and making the ache between her legs seem to die down just a little bit. Her hand curled around his length and she slowly pumped him while her eyes moved back to look at the road.

“Not too far. Think you can wait for an extra couple of minutes?”

“Fuck, if this goes on I’m not sure!”

“You say the sweetest things to me…” Kristen giggled as her hand continued the up and down motions.

The car continued to move along the road as the sun set. Frowning at the sudden dropping of the sun, the blonde actress had to let go of the man’s dick. Kristen narrowed her eyes and reached up to tug at the visor above her side of the car, pulling it down so that the orange rays were now hidden. Satisfied, Kristen went right back to stroking his cock as she let out a husky, erotic sigh. Her eyes spotted the hotel on the horizon and her pussy throbbed at the sight. Squeezing at his cock, Kristen continued to slide her hand up and down while giving the head a few experimental flicks with the pad of her thumb.

“We’re nearly there. I can’t wait to have this big dick inside of me, stretching me out and making me scream for more.” The man let out another groan as she started to stroke him faster. “I want to feel you force every inch inside me as I pull at the bedsheets and beg for more.” Feeling her spit from her earlier blowjob roll down the shaft, she gave him another squeeze before speaking again. “I want to feel your hands in my hair as you pull my head back and show me just how you want it.”

The final light turned green and Kristen pressed down on the gas while continuing to stroke at his length. Her eyes focused on the oncoming traffic as she moved her car down the road towards the hotel. Her car came to a stop in one of the allocated hotel car parking spaces, letting Kristen stop stroking him. Her hand slowly uncurled around his shaft and she made a big show of licking her hand before nodding towards the guy’s exposed dick.

“Not that you shouldn’t be proud of that thing but I’d really rather we don’t end this night with the cops being called. Why don’t you zip up and let’s get to my room.” Kristen grinned and licked her lips before tugging at the handle of her own car door. The man’s face stretched into a smile and nodded his head before zipping himself up and following Kristen’s suit and slipping out of the car. With a click of her thumb against the car key fob, Kristen peered up towards the top floor of the two tier hotel. The place itself wasn’t exactly high end and what the film star was used to. However, Kristen wasn’t exactly interested in using the place for casual R and R outside of doing film shoots or promotional material, tonight Kristen Bell was looking to get fucked.

She took the lead, her black heels clicked against the concrete steps as she moved up them, purposefully swaying her ass from side to side as the man followed suit. She could almost feel his eyes on her rear and instead of being pissed like she would with most leers, she found herself getting wetter and wetter. Her small hands found themselves in her small purse, fishing out her small key card and easily sliding it into the small entry slot. The small red light flicked over to green and the chrome handle bowed slightly so that she and her new fuck partner could get into the room.

“Nice place.” He said, his own set of eyes looking over the fairly empty room.

“It’s okay, the place isn’t so bad. It’s the company I’m more interested in…”

That was all Kristen needed to say, before she turned on her heel and pulled her sunglasses off of her head. Tossing them aside, Kristen walked over to the foot of the bed and took a seat, crossing and then uncrossing her legs at a teasingly slow rate, she licked her lips and looked over at the mystery man. A soft, aroused sigh left her mouth before she nodded towards him.

“Strip.”

With a wide grin, the brown haired man nodded his head and started to work on his button-up hockey shirt. With each button that popped open, Kristen’s pussy got a little bit wetter and the urge to pin him down began to rise. Her blue eyes drank over every little bit of his muscled torso and that little bundle of sexual energy inside of her started to bubble up again. The shirt landed on the floor near to one of the chairs and then the main event started. Kristen’s eyes focused on the belt as it was slowly ripped from the loops and dumped just as ceremoniously on the floor. The jeans fell down almost as quickly as the best was undone and now he stood before her in all his naked glory.

Wetting her lips one final time, Kristen slipped down onto her knees in front of him and submissively pressed her chest forward. Tilting her head to the side, Kristen grinned and nodded towards her chest. A sly smile moved over her face before she started to slowly unbutton her blouse, with each button that came undone her bra was revealed and she could see the man's length harden as it did so.

"You know... I did an awful lot of teasing in the car. If I were you, I'd want to get me back for it." Then, Kristen walked over on her knees so that she was in front of the man's crotch and passively opened her mouth. Her hands reached down and curled around the spike of her heels as she spoke again. "How about you use my face to get yourself off?"

Kristen grinned as the mystery man almost sprinted from where he was and his hands were in her hair. Her hands tightened almost on impulse as she felt her head get pulled forward and her lips spread around that now, almost familiar, cock. The man didn't hold much back as he started to force his length in and out of her mouth. His hands tangled in her hair and that was enough to make the young woman's pussy throb in anticipation.

His large dick hit her in the back of her throat and made her wince as he did so but as the old saying goes, this wasn't her first time at the rodeo, and the only noise that came out of her mouth was an appreciative gagging sound. She stared up at him with her big, blue eyes and couldn't suppress the smile that was forming around his fat dick.

With each repeated stab at the back of her throat she could feel her eyes becoming wetter and soon the tears from the hard face fucking began to fall but Kristen didn't mind so much. The make up would be running soon but that had been the whole point of wearing such thick and runny make up. The mascara would be trickling down her cheeks and as she tasted the warm beads of pre cum splash onto her tongue, the blonde could only imagine what she did look like.

He pulled his cock out of her mouth, letting her take in some deep breaths before she was forced back down onto his cock. She felt like such a porn star and that feeling only made her get wetter. With each shove inside of her mouth, she could taste more and more of his pre cum landing on her tongue and the blonde haired film star knew purely by impulse that he was going to cum soon. As he forced his length right back inside of her mouth, her lips pressed against his ball sack and she felt him explode. Each hot rope of his warm cum shot against her mouth and hit the back of her throat like a bullet. His hands tangled in her hair and then slowly loosened their grip as he let go of her.

Kristen broke into a wide grin as she looked over at the man who collapsed into the chair and tried to recover from his explosive orgasm. Just because she could, Kristen got onto her hands and knees and crawled over to him, his still pretty hard dick rubbed against her cheek as she opened her mouth and then swallowed his pearly white load whole.

"So... That all you got?" Kristen asked with a smile, his length hardening against her cheek as she did so. Giving her length a goodbye kiss, Kristen stood up and dropped her blouse to one side and then unhooked her bra, the black piece of cloth landing on top of the blouse. Her fingers ran along the hem of her skirt, she pondered taking that off as well but she wasn’t sure if she could even wait for the skirt to be taken off.

"Why don't you take a seat and find out?"

That was all the actress of Veronica Mars needed, standing up and straddling him on the chair, she reached under her skirt and tugged her panties aside, though the fabric was ruined by her own arousal, and dropped herself down onto his prick.

Both of them let out a delighted sigh as his large member filled and stretched out her snug, soaking inner walls. Soon, her silky stockings were pressed against his bare thighs and every single inch was inside of her. Her hands found his shoulders and she started to lift herself up and then press herself down, moving slowly so she could adjust to the very large and very pleasurable intrusion inside of her.

Letting out a gasp of surprise, the mystery man's hands landed on her ass with a harsh slap while she started to bounce up and down on him. Her gasp of surprise quickly became a moan of pleasure as he squeezed and then massaged her rear. Her head fell down and she pressed her teeth into his shoulder blade as she started to bounce quicker and quicker.

"So... Fucking... Good..." He panted as he continued to slap her ass. The velvet of the skirt covered most of the smacks but it wasn’t enough to hide the sharp sting as she let her head fall back and stared against the ceiling of the small room in the hotel complex. His fingers dug into her ass cheeks and as he started to bounce her on his prick, her eyelids flickered in pleasure. Soft moans left Kristen’s lips as she felt his warm breath dance against her chest, her fingers curled around the back of his neck in response while she bounced on him. The way his fingers dug into her round ass made Kristen feel wilder and wilder with each rise and drop and as his breath danced against her chest, the blonde found herself wishing he would suck on her breasts.

She moved her body forward and her hands soon found themselves fisting at what little hair he had up top to drag his face against her chest. His face pressed against her breasts and as she started to slam herself down onto his lap, Kristen let out an aroused grunt as her nipples were bitten and tugged at. Her hands slithered through his short brown hair, struggling to find something to keep a hold of as her thighs smacked against his. The mystery man’s lips worked across her chest in kisses and licks before he worked on her other nipple, with each rise and fall on him, she could feel her own wetness leaking down her thighs and running to the top of her stockings.

“You like those tits baby?” Kristen purred, her hips slapping down rather harshly as the man moved up to kiss against her jawline. His teeth nipping against her skin, making the movie star positively shiver with pleasure as he did so. With one hand curled around the back of his neck, her other came up to squeeze at the breast he didn’t have his lips around. Her ass hit his thighs and as it did so, he slapped against her rear again, this time landing underneath the soft material of the velvet and making the former Heroes actress whine out in pleasure. His hands squeezed the same spot before hitting it again with an equal amount of pressure.

“Ngh you like that dick?” He grunted against her skin, with each drop downwards onto his lap, he would thrust upwards to meet her. As he did so, he would let out a brief snort of hot air from his nose, each warm burst sent an aroused shiver down Kristen’s spine and made the blonde actresses cunt tighten and then moisten in response. The man had just cum after roughly fucking her face and he didn’t seem to have lost a step, as he fucked her pussy with as much vigor. As she tried to come up with an answer, little white spots of pleasure started to appear in her peripheral vision and her soaking wet cunt gave an appreciative squeeze as if to confirm that she did like his dick.

A strained noise came out of Kristen’s mouth as she struggled to keep her momentum going in riding him. Her mouth fell forward and crashed against his own as they messily kissed in the tight confines of the chair. Her legs were spread, even wider than usual, and were draped over the wooden arms of cotton-backed chair. His hands were doing all the work now and frankly, Kristen didn’t really seem to care as she was too busy revelling in the feel of being forced towards an orgasm and by the way her mouth was getting so dry it felt like it was going to be a huge one.

“I’m- I’m- I’m- Guh!”

Her head rocked back and her mouth dropped open into a silent scream, her toes curled within her shoes as she was bounced up and down on his cock. Her nails dug into his shoulders as he continued to fuck her on his dick. Even as she was bounced up and down on his cock throughout her orgasm, she found herself wanting more and more. Coming through her explosive orgasm, her head rocked forward and she buried her head into the small of his neck. Her lips parted and she meekly licked against his skin as an offering of submission while his large cock spread her pussy’s lips apart.

His fingers took a firm grip on her ass and lifted her up out of the chair. Gasping in surprise, Kristen’s arms and legs linked around his body, curling herself into him as he walked them both across the small room and her back was pressed against the wallpaper and plaster of one of the walls. A soft exhalation of breath left her mouth as the cold sensation mixed with her warm skin, and then the feel of what must have been the largest dick she ever had, stabbing inside of her made her short of breath as well. As he rocked himself inside of her, her ass slapped against the wall and if they had neighbours, Kristen was sure that they would know exactly what was happening.

Keeping her pressed against the cold wall, Kristen’s mouth was stretched open in a series of silent moans, panting and low curses as he rammed himself home. She had never had a dick this big before and as he fucked himself inside of her, there was a part of her that wondered if she’d ever be able to accept something less that that size. Her hands ran down his back and her nails left faint scratches in his skin while he fucked her, the warm grunts against her skin drove her wild as he seemed to fuck her harder in response to what her nails were doing. As she panted her mouth was close to his ear as she was fucked hard against the wall.

“Mmmm stretch that little cunt out baby.”

“Yeah, so fucking tight. Ever had a dick this big?”

“Ngh! Never! You’re so fucking big!” Kristen squealed as his dick hit a particular sweet spot inside of her. The man seemed to pick up on it and as he rocked back and forth, each bump inside her soaking wet pussy gave her a shiver of pleasure and made her try to not scream out loud.

The man underneath her rearranged himself so Kristen's shoulders were the only bit pressed against the wall. The blonde actress let out a cry as her walls were stretched also painfully as he took her deeper than she ever had been before. Kristen let out a shriek of pleasure as he buried himself inside of her and hit one of her more secret and pleasurable spots. Her walls tightened and time seemed to slow down as her walls hugged him and she exploded.

Her slick tunnel drenched the man in cum and as nonsense bubbled out of her mouth she could feel his rapid fire thrusts slowing down. If she was honest, Kristen appreciated the break and was looking forward to seeing if she could stand of her own will.

His grip on her body became loose enough for her to relax and she could no longer feel his nails digging into her thighs. As she unfurled herself from around him, she was certain there would be bruises and the Veronica Mars actress also knew she would relish every single one.

Being set down, her legs were shaky but she still managed to walk. Her body seemed to will her towards the small chest of empty drawers near to the door to the bathroom. Bending over at her waist and sticking her pert rear out, she numbly reached under herself and found the zipper to her skirt. The piece of velvet was undone and then discarded against the floor as if it were simple trash and not the actual expensive item it was.

Her panties were next, the black lacy fabric was rolled down her legs and hit the floor with a silent collision. Looking over her shoulder, Kristen gave a cock-drunk smile and then pressed her pussy lips apart.

"Come and get it... God I need your dick again!"

Her head turned back to look at the cheap pine of the table as her tongue ran over her lips, the beads of sweat that decorated them only added to the taste. Her breath hiked up as she felt his right hand on her hip, steadying her as he pressed himself forward and took her from behind. Letting out a delighted gasp, Kristen's hands slapped against the top of the chest of drawers as she felt him slide all the way inside of her.

Her back arched as one of her hands came up to fondle her small breasts. Kristen had never suffered from self confidence issues, not really, she had managed to get by in the cutthroat world of Hollywood without the need for cosmetic surgery or any 'touch ups' that so many of her ilk had gone for. Her breasts were one of those things she had always wondered about though... It was no secret that sex sold and while she had never had any complaints, there was a little doubt at the back of her mind that suggested she may need enhanced breasts.

The man hit her with a particularly hard shove inside her and her mind was seemingly wiped. Her finger started to pinch and pull at the hardened nipple as the other hand kept a firm grip on the top of the chest of drawers as a means to try and keep her vertical. With each push inside her, Kristen could feel her vision clouding and what was the brown pine quickly became white spots. Her mouth fell open and a scream left her mouth before she started to plead with the man.

"Don't... Stop..."

"Don't stop." He repeated, misunderstanding her request. She could feel something changing inside of her and she wasn't sure she liked it. It felt strange... Alien to her and as her nails dug into the pine she screamed out when his dick left her.

Then, Kristen Bell exploded.

Her pussy shot hot gushes of liquid out of her folds and sprayed against the man's lap and groin. Several squirts erupted from her quivering folds and as she came so fiercely, her scream ran hollow as her nails left harsh indents in the top of the set of drawers. Her mouth hung open as her head hit the top of the drawers and she tried to recover from her massive orgasm.

Unable to stand, not fully, Kristen lowered herself down onto her rear and looked up at the man who was stroking his cock at a repeating speed, almost as if he was looking to get off. A smile moved over her face and she moved forward onto her knees. Her head fell back and she closed her eyes before speaking.

"Come on... Cum for me..." She cooed while waiting for the tell tale signs of his oncoming orgasm. Her lips curled into a smile and her eyes remained firmly closed as she heard him grunting and then the sound of him jerking it harder and faster. Then, she almost recoiled when she felt the cum streak against her face. Each rope hit her face and made the actress grin and wish for more.

When the grunting stopped, Kristen cautiously opened her eyes and then reached up to clear one of her eyes that had been hit with a wild streak. She felt like such a slut but she wasn't done yet... Shoving a finger full of his cum into her mouth, she licked it clean before looking up at him. With a lazy smile, Kristen spoke.

"Well, look at me. I'm all dirty now. I guess I should hop in the shower." Getting to her wobbly feet, Kristen managed to lurch to the door to the shower before looking over her shoulder at him. "Want to do my back?"

Moving into the bathroom, Kristen was greeted by her face doused in cum and her make up had ran all over her face from his face fucking and their wild sexual encounter. Admiring her reflection, a large glob of his cum fell from her forehead which she eagerly caught with her tongue. She reached into the shower and twisted the knob, letting the warm jets of water fill the small cubicle.

She turned around and winked at the man who had shut the door behind him. As she reached in to test the temperature, she yelped in surprise when he smacked her ass. A soft purr then followed as he stroked the strike mark. Both his and her fingers worked to undo her stockings and the garter belt and they were left astray as Kristen and her mystery sex-texter stepped into the shower.

The warm water hit Kristen like it was her life source and she instantly felt better. Her body reacted in kind to the water washing the sweat away and as Kristen lifted her head to wipe away the cum, she could feel his hands on her and his lips on her neck. Her hand curled around his head as she moaned at his touch. It wasn't until she felt his third erection of the day that she got an idea.

"You know... I've always wanted to try shower sex. Shower anal sex could be even hotter..."

"You're sure?"

"Am I sure shower anal sex could be hotter?"

"Hysterical. You know what I mean."

"Let's put it this way..."

With that, Kristen Bell bent over and grabbed a hold of her ass cheeks and spread them. The water beat against her back as her face rested against the cool tiles of the bathroom before she let out a grunt of pain.

The large head of his dick pressed against her rear hole and then he pressed inside of her. Both of them grit their teeth at the feeling and when his head passed her rear, she could breathe easy. He kept on pushing until he hit a wall that he couldn't bump through. Her breathing was slow and deliberate until she heard him chuckle.

"Over half. Pretty damned impressive!"

She had over half of his dick in her ass? God! No wonder she felt so full! Her head lifted so she could look over her shoulder at him.

"So what are you waiting for?"

"Oh... Nothing..."

Then, he grabbed a fist full of her blonde hair and yanked it backwards as he started to fuck her ass. Kristen gasped in surprise but relished how he was treating her. The way he tugged on her hair to keep her head up and her mouth screaming made the actress' thighs become coated in her arousal. Kristen’s hands landed in two very different positions, one landed on the tiles and the other came between her legs and started to massage her clit.

The combined pressure of her hair being cranked backwards and her own fingers on her clit were enough to make the blonde actress feel faint. If she wasn't careful, she may well pass out inside of the shower and that wasn't exactly super sexy. Her nails scraped at the wall in front of her but it was a futile effort from the dual combination of the anal fucking and her own fingers on her clit. Another scream left her lips and her nails clawed at the hard tile that refused to budge and she came again.

As she did so, the man let out a low grunt and pulled out. His hand left her body and as Kristen tried to recover, she felt herself gasping at the feel of his hot cum spraying against her recovering ass hole. Her face pressed against the cool tiles and a lazy, satisfied smile was painted on her face. She sucked in a deep gut full of air before turning to look over her shoulder at the man who looked equally well fucked as she did.

There was a brief silence before Kristen spoke.

"That was..."

"Incredible?" The man suggested before Kristen could find the words. The blonde grinned and nodded her head, the water spraying the both of them.

"Yeah... So, uh, what do we do now? Awkwardly shower together before never seeing each other again?"

"I just gave you an anal cream pie. I doubt there's much that could make things awkward. But, I could just get out and dry off now and have us never see each other again or I could stay here, we enjoy each other's company for a bit before we go our separate ways." The man offered her a shrug before speaking again. "Entirely up to you."

Kristen seemed to mull her options over before offering up a theatrical shrug and turning her back to him, she looked over her shoulder and then nodded towards the small tube of shampoo that was sitting in the small chrome shower caddy and spoke softly.

“Do my back?”

She heard the man chuckle and then his hands reached past her to lift the bottle out of the caddy. She heard the lid pop open and then she sighed softly as she felt the warm puddle of the shampoo press against her skin and then slide into her hair. His hands were a lot softer now and weren’t so full of aggression and Kristen could almost feel the love falling out of his body as he touched her hair and her upper body.

His hands roamed over her body in an entirely non-erotic fashion as he cleaned her of the sex and sweat that her body had become decorated in. With every warm jet of water that splashed against her body, Kristen could feel the energy that her intense orgasms had taken from her start to come back to her. His hands brushed against the curve of her ass before he took a finished step back. She looked over her shoulder and grinned before taking the bottle of shampoo from him and mimicking his process.

The two rearranged themselves inside of the shower so that the mystery man was now standing under the warm jets of water and Kristen had the time to move to clean him up. A small jet of the shampoo was pressed into the palm of her hands so that she could treat him just as well as he had done to her. The green liquid rubbed against his broad shoulders and started to run down his shoulders and towards the sink hole in the middle of the shower. Her hands roamed over his body, touching each and every little curve and part of his muscular body.

She bit her lip and looked over it as she thought about how hot it was to have that body pressed against hers with him pounding her.

Shaking her head clean of those thoughts, Kristen ran her hands through his short hair and smiled as he washed his head free of the shampoo. With them both clean, Kristen reached over and turned the chrome knob of the shower to turn the warm jets of water off. The water slowed to an eventual trickle before it stopped completely and the only sound in the small cubicle was the sound of the two breathing. The two fuck partners left the shower and stepped into two towels that had been resting to the side of the shower.

Each of them took their times drying themselves off from their shower and their antics inside of said shower. He finished first and made his way out of the room, moving to pick up his clothes as Kristen opted not to wear the stockings again but rather simply go commando and pick up the soaking wet, ruined skirt and used it to cover some of her modesty. Her blue eyes watched the man button up his shirt before she spoke.

“So, how do we do this again?” She asked, already eager for round two with him.

“Well, you do have my number right? Why don’t you shoot me a message on that number and we can see if we can do something?”

Suddenly, it hit her. She did still have his number and he had been pretty quick to respond to his text messages… A sly grin moved over her face as she nodded her head.

“So all I need to do is shoot you a message?”

“Right. It’s a brand new contract so I’ll have the number for a long ass time.” He smiled and stuffed his hands into the pockets of his pants. “So, I guess I’ll take off now. I really look forward to hearing from you again.”

Kristen grinned and waved as he made his way out of the small hotel room. Walking over to her handbag on the rather actually underused bed and double checked that she did still have his number. She smirked as she tried to save him as a contact.

She still didn’t even know his name...