Alison Brie – Right place, Right time
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Working out with Alison Brie was always enjoyable but very hard work and they both had to give their all every session, ending them exhausted and sweaty. Filming for GLOW was coming up fast and they were working on getting their moves worked out, practicing and perfecting them before the actual shoot. Alison had been working hard in the gym as she always did to get into her best physical shape for this so she had the strength and fitness to perform as required and now they were training to get the actual moves done right, delivering both technically and safely. After their initial introduction to the routines to outline the key points of safety and technique they needed, stepped up in intensity and intricacy from the previous series, Alison and her co-stars went to work practicing them, with the lovely brunette working with him primarily to relentlessly perfect her physical moves. Right now they were laid out on the mats after another session, both breathing hard, glistening with sweat, Alison pulling herself into a sitting position.
“Want to go again?” she asked, glancing back to the ropes. It was late on a Friday and everyone else had called it on their training for the night, leaving just Alison and her partner Rob to keep going, wanting to be perfect with everything.
“Sure,” he said, pulling himself up with a deep breath and a stretch as Alison went back to the ropes to climb the corner once more. They were working on a superplex off the top rope, a version of a fairly typical vertical suplex but with so much more energy and pace as they swung down from the corner. Alison was the one being suplexed, sitting on top of the corner with her feet on the second rope as he stepped up onto the ropes with her and locked her into the hold. It was a move she was going to get given on the next season by co-star Betty Gilpin, the star of the show as the face with Alison as the heel, Liberty Bell dominating her Soviet opponent Zoya as they grappled for the title on the show GLOW. With Alison in the hold they both checked and approved their position, that he wasn't going to break her neck as they swung or anything before they tightened their grip and went for it, Alison throwing her strong, slender body in to the move as he swung her over from the top rope, feet spinning up and over as he flipped her body through the arc and slammed her down onto the ring, landing loudly on the mats as the ring shook in another well delivered move.
“Fantastic,” she said, rolling over and kneeling up, really feeling like they had it.
“Yeah going great, you're nailing this. Want to do it again?” he said as he stood up, offering a hand to Alison.
“Sure, I want it perfect. You happy to work late? Time's going on a bit,” she said, glancing to the clock. He rarely wanted to work with her late on a Friday, nobody did, she rarely did but right now she had to get these moves down pat.
“No problem, not like I have anywhere to be,” he commented as they reset. Alison caught a little edge to his voice, like it wasn't just an off-hand comment.
“No? Got nothing planned or anything?” she said as she climbed the ropes and waited for him to get up with her.
“No nothing, just gonna be a chilled weekend I guess, it's been one of those weeks,” he said as he carefully bound her up again, interlocking with the gorgeous Californian before they made their checks again.
“Yeah? What's up?” she said, before taking a breath and concentrating for another superplex, swinging over again and down onto the mats with a characteristic thump.
“Just been lots of things this week you know? We're busy here doing this, which is great but it doesn't leave me a lot of time for anything else. I'm still single and this week it just seems like it's been one thing after another,” he said, taking a breath and wiping the sweat from his brow.
“It happens, what's come up?” she asked, wiping her own forehead with the bottom of her shirt to give him a glance of her toned tummy.
“Oh you know just...stuff. Had to spend a load of money on paperwork stuff for my apartment, nothing fun sadly, blew a tyre on my car so that was another expense and then I caught my favourite watch on something and cracked the screen. Nothing huge but just all gets to you, just all seems to come at once,” he said, standing up again.
“Bad things come in threes,” she commented with a slight smile.
“I guess so, just...feels like it's piling up you know? I'll probably walk out of here, trip over and land on my phone to give myself another huge bill,” he said, gesturing to nothing with a slight laugh Alison's chilled attitude getting to him, helping him relax a bit from it. It had been a tough week though and he just wanted a bit of time to relax and reset this weekend, a few beers and to just chill out for a while.
“Oh no, then you won't be able to get any more bad news for a while,” Alison smiled with a wink, turning to bounce off the rope and run a few lengths across the ring.
“I guess not,” he smiled, stepping into her line and pulling her swiftly up into a gorilla press slam, his hand pushing into her chest and cupping her pussy through her skintight leggings as he lifted her. Alison saw their well-practiced move a mile off and threw herself into it, helping him lift and press the delectable five-foot-three, 110-pound Californian over his head at arms length, delaying her sweep for a moment as he stepped away from the mat and then swung her over, Alison curling perfectly to drop flat down on her back on the thick mat as he hurled her down dramatically for the non-existent audience.
“Well hey, you don't need to take it out on me,” she said with a smile and flick of her eyebrows, looking up from the mat as if nothing had happened.
“You got it,” he said with a laugh, loving how cute and fun Alison was, always able to bring a smile to his face as he helped her up. They kept on going, moving on from the superplex to a diving tornado DDT; it was all corner and rope work they were doing, the aerial moves being the most athletic and taking maximum training. Everything happened faster and with so much more energy that getting it right was absolutely key, especially with moves like the DDT. Alison had to dive from the top rope to take hold with a headlock and then spin round and drive into the mat with her opponent, in this case Rob but during filming it would be any one of the other girls. They were training as well and eventually they would be training together, but first off they had to learn how to safely perform the move with their experienced trainers.
“You ready for this?” Alison said, glancing back and catching him eyeing her toned ass through her skintight black leggings. She was wearing workout gear, her three-quarter length leggings over some smooth, seamless cotton panties with a snug black sports bra under a grey cut-out tank top, nothing fancy but it did give a look at her body which was in peak condition right now. With all the training she was in the shape of her life and loved the attention she got for it, even if this was a professional relationship.
“Sure, done it a thousand times,” he replied as she climbed up and turned to sit on the top of the turnbuckle, feet on the second rope.
“I'm still learning this, so anything could happen,” she smiled, steadying herself.
“I'm ready for anything, just give it your best shot,” he said, getting in a solid stance ready to catch the slender actress. They'd already practiced this move a bit and done the initial jump and headlock, practicing that endlessly to avoid any potential neck injuries to her opponent. With that in place, it was time for Alison to practice the body swing, moving with him to rapidly spin him around ready for the drive into the mat. She braced herself, calm and concentrated as she remembered in detail everything she had learned about the start of the move, every little thing to deliver it safely. He was ready for her as she launched off the top rope, not tentative or cautious, going straight for it with fervour and energy as she knew she had to. It took commitment to get it right and she was giving her all, throwing her slender body towards him where he caught her effortlessly, hands at her hips as her right arm went around his head and her left arm went under his to grab the back of his shoulder so she could spin him. It was a good start, but they didn't follow through into the spin, taking a few goes just to make sure the first part still worked.
“Good job,” he said as he lowered Alison down to the canvas, dropping the dainty Californian onto her feet. She immediately climbed back up the corner to reset, him getting in place once more for the first of several more runs of the initial grapple, making sure it was still perfect before they moved on. She was spot on every time, absolutely nailing it and remembering everything they'd practiced perfectly.
“Ok you ready to go for the next stage?” he said as she took a breath and climbed back up the ropes again, sitting on the top.
“Yeah I'm ready,” she said, stretching a little.
“Ok remember here don't yank my neck as you do this. I'm gonna work with you, use your other hand to help pull my body round. So just do what you've been doing with a bit of rotation, throw yourself into the spin almost and I'll take care of the rest. This is a combined effort here,” he said, noting how Alison listened intently. The gorgeous brunette took it in and nodded, getting ready to go for it, spurring him into readiness for her. They weren't going practice the actual DDT drive into the mat yet, just the spin and Alison launched herself from the corner onto him, landing the neck grip perfectly, her hand grabbing his body again as he supported her and throwing the motion into it now to spin him. Her hand slipped off him, having not go a proper grip on him as she reached under his arm, meaning she jerked away from him and awkwardly wrenched at his neck as he turned with her, the slight actress giving a yelp of surprise and momentary panic as they swung around. He immediately turned faster to stop her yanking heavily at her neck and took physical control of her, guiding her body down by her curvy hips to drop her carefully to the mat.
“Sorry, sorry,” she said as he let her go, raising her hands helplessly as he stood up and rolled his neck slowly, stretching out.
“It's ok, don't worry,” he said, and it was. Just another day of practicing wrestling. He had the muscle to support him so there was no problem, she was far more concerned than him.
“I'm sorry, this is new, I screwed that up,” she said.
“That's why we're here practicing. Get back up there,” he said, pointing her to the corner. She smiled and climbed back up the ropes, turning round and resetting her position.
“Ready?” he asked as she settled her feet and focussed.
“Ready,” she confirmed, looking him in the eyes.
“When you're ready,” he said, waiting to receive her delectable feminine weight. The brunette focused, wiggling her hips a moment before she leapt from the ropes once more, straight onto him for the headlock with practiced ease, hooking her arm much more powerfully under his and grabbing his shirt, committing successfully to the move as she threw her body to the right and pulled him round, not wrenching at his neck this time as he turned with her and then lowered her body.
“Excellent, that was spot on,” he said as she gave a beaming smile.
“Great, really got that grip this time,” she agreed.
“Yeah, that's the key. Now let's practice it four hundred more times,” he said with a smile as he pointed back to the corner. Alison gave a playfully defeated sag, scuffing her feet and delaying her move back to the ropes.
“Oh can't we just go home,” she pouted even as she climbed back up the corner.
“Hey this was your idea, to spend your Friday night with me,” he said with a smiling shrug.
“I know, I figured you could use the company,” she said teasingly with a flick of her eyebrow before she concentrated and performed the move again, getting it mostly right but rolling on his shoulder with the attempted turn again.
“It's tough to meet people when you move around so much, this job is pretty mobile,” he said, putting her down so she could immediately reset.
“You need to find another stunt performer, someone that could come with you and understand the lifestyle,” she said, pausing for a deep breath before climbing the ropes once more.
“I guess so, that'll take time though. For now I'll focus on you, let's get this right,” he said, Alison laughing slightly and then diving towards him again. They continued working out, repeating the move again and again to try and perfect it until they were both tired, Alison feeling the ache in her core muscles from twisting her body.
“Let's leave it there, I've had enough,” she said, giving a slow sigh and stretching tiredly.
“Sure, we've had a good session tonight, we'll continue it next week,” he said as they started stretching out to warm down. There was no masseuse to do it for them so they needed to take care to stretch out properly before calling it quits.
“So how you we go out for a drink tonight?” she said as he stretched beside her.
“A drink?” he said, a little taken aback.
“Sure, a drink...or four,” she said with a giggle.
“Yeah, that'd be great if you want to, if I'm not keeping you from anything,” he said, since he genuinely didn't want to inconvenience her.
“No I was just gonna kick back and relax anyway, it's been a tough week and I just want to unwind a bit before next week,” she replied.
“Well sounds good, I need to grab some better clothes though,” he said, since he'd only worn casual stuff.
“Sure, we both need to go grab something better, I'm not exactly going out like this!” she laughed, glancing down at her snug workout clothing. They finished their workout with idle chat and made plans to meet at a local bar in an hour or so, giving them both enough time to get home and freshen up. He got back to his apartment and took a shower, relieved to get fresh after a long warm day of working out with the girls of GLOW. The warmth in California didn't help when working out physically in a warehouse studio all day with just a few open windows and some fans to keep everyone cool. He got showered and shaved, drying himself off as he glanced at the time, realising he only had about half an hour to go and meet Alison. He gave himself a chance to cool down before wasting no more time in dressing in a casual black shirt and jeans, spraying on some aftershave and heading out to meet her, the bar in question a quick cab ride away, walking to the main road to flag one down and heading to meet her.
He didn't know if she'd stand him up or something, she didn't seem like the type and they had a great relationship but he couldn't be sure. His doubts were proven unfounded as when he arrived she was already waiting by the bar, drink in front of her, looking up with a beaming smile as he walked in to greet her. She was dressed casually in low kitten heels and a simple blue dress, skimming just above her knees to show off her silky legs, toned figure evident as it wrapped just snugly enough around her.
“Hey sorry I'm late, I had to get a cab and everything,” he said, glancing to his watch and realising he was the better part of ten minutes late.
“Not good form, being late to a date,” she teased as the bartender sidled up, sensing a sale.
“We can't all afford to live in the posh neighbourhoods,” he smiled as he turned to the bartender.
“Hey, can I just get a Budweiser please?” he asked, proffering a bill.
“Sure thing man,” the guy said, grabbing a cold one and popping the cap off, standing the perspiring bottle on the bar as he took the money. Rob took a good draw on it with a sigh of satisfaction.
“I dunno, pretty weak defence,” she smiled, sipping her cocktail, something orange and fruity.
“Huh?” he said, momentarily lost.
“The distance, you being late because you had to get a cab, pretty weak excuse to stand me up,” she said with a smile and flick of her eyebrows.
“Hey if this was date I'd definitely have been on time,” he said, nodding to the bartender as he took his change.
“Oh really?” she asked, raising her eyebrows as she glanced around for a table. It wasn't late yet and not busy, easily able to find a secluded booth for them to tuck away in.
“Absolutely, no way I'd mess that up,” he said, glancing down at her ass before she looked back at him.
“No?”
“Nope, always on time for dates, it's good to be punctual,” he said as they say down, sliding across the leather opposite each other.
“Oh so I'm just a casual, on-the-side friend, show up when you like huh?” she said, playfully acting offended.
“Exactly,” he said with a smile, lifting his bottle to tip it to her before he took another drink. She laughed and drank her wine, looking around at the bar.
“What do you think all these people have been doing this week?” she said, gesturing past him at the moderately busy bar behind him, her big blue eyes scanning across the people chatting and socialising. He turned in his seat and checked out everyone out for their Friday night, knowing things were barely getting started. He was glad they were all full of energy and ready to go, after their week training he was looking forward to taking it easy.
“A mix of everything I guess. Probably an office job, personal trainer, assistant director...I dunno, pornstar,” he said with a smile, looking back to Alison.
“Pornstar?” she said with surprise, louder than she intended as she craned to look past him at the crowd as if some well known performer was going to be standing there.
“Gotcha,” he said.
“Not that I know who any porn stars are of course,” she said with a sly look as she sipped her wine.
“No, I'm sure you don't,” he replied with a smile, knowing she couldn't be as innocent as her fantastic, bubbly demeanour let on.
“She could definitely be one though,” she murmured, flicking her eyebrows towards the people behind him, making him carefully take a glance to who she indicated. It was a petite blonde girl with a lovely figure, some great tits and a low cut top on, hair bleached and wearing a very short skirt.
“She could, though a lot could. All it takes is a phone now after all,” he mused, draining his beer. It went down too easily on a warm night like this.
“I guess so, everyone's a star now, people get discovered in an instant now it seems,” she said.
“They do, they also fade in an instant,” he added.
“True,” she nodded through a mouthful of wine, draining her glass, “you want another?” she offered.
“Yeah please,” he said as Alison slid from the seat and swept his bottle away, standing it on the bar as she refreshed their drinks. He quickly checked his phone; nothing had come through apart from some random email so he made sure it was on silent and slid it back into his pocket as she returned to the table, standing his beer down before she slipped in opposite him.
“A warm day like this, nothing beats a nice cold drink,” she said as she sipped her white wine. He took a corresponding drink of his beer, agreeing that it was definitely what they needed on a night like this.
“I didn't think you drunk much now? I thought you were all about the workout and diet for this show, really get in peak shape,” he said, clenching his fists idly.
“I don't drink so much, it's hard to keep in top shape without just eating right and working hard, there's no shortcuts as you know. Well, not legal or healthy ones,” she said with a slight shrug. He nodded, knowing plenty of people that had gone down the route of steroids chasing a physique in his time.
“It's just dedication, and while we're filming I just commit to it really to get the best from myself, it's only a few months,” she said.
“So what about tonight?” he asked.
“It's a cheat night,” she said softly after a pause, giving a wink and sipping her wine again. His heart missed a beat, thinking it couldn't possibly be as it sounded in that moment before it gave a flurry of pumps.
“You need them now and then. So what else are you doing on this cheat night?” he asked with a wry smile, breathing slowly to calm his pulse as his mind rushed with thoughts and ideas.
“I hadn't really planned it out,” she replied.
“Well...what do you wanna do? We've got the whole evening to take advantage of,” he said.
“What I want right now is some food, something sinfully delicious,” she said, grabbing the menu from the table and taking a quick look.
“That sounds great right now, a long week deserves a treat,” he said as he picked up his beer for another swig. Her big eyes scanned over the food on offer, taking just moments to fixate on something.
“Wings, that's what I need, some nice spicy wings,” she said, pointing to them and looking up at him.
“That's your cheat food for tonight is it?” he said, glancing at the menu.
“Yeah, gonna be great. You're joining me too,” she said with a smile, putting the menu aside.
“Am I? Don't I get a choice?” he asked with a smile.
“Nope, I say wings. I also say you're paying,” she said with a grin, batting her eyelids at him.
“Fine,” he said with a playful roll of his eyes as he got up to go to the bar. It took a couple of minutes as there were other people waiting, the bar starting to fill up now as the evening progressed, eventually getting his order in for the wings and some fries to go with it, feeling decidedly hungry now after another long day working out with the girls. He sat back down to await their food, bringing two shots of vodka back with him to step up their evening a little. Alison had been playing on her phone, putting it away as he returned to the table and widening her eyes as she took in the shots, watching as he slid it over to her.
“Did I order that?” she said as she smiled up at him.
“Nope, you don't get a choice,” he replied as he pulled himself back into his seat.
“You chose the food, I choose the drinks,” he said, picking up his shot glass and cocking it towards her just a little with a flick of his eyebrows.
“Fair's fair I guess,” she said with a giggle, taking the shot glass and raising it to his for a clink before she tipped her head back and gulped it down, giving him a moment to watch her perky boobs bounce under her dress, the firm C-cups jiggling in her bra beneath the blue fabric as she necked the shot, not seeing his gaze as he downed his own shot as she lowered her head, loving the way she looked. Her black bra straps were visible past the slender supports of her dress, something he loved, hinting at what they supported beneath. They made chat about work, though both of them really wanted to escape it for the weekend before their wings arrived, Alison positively joyous as she thanked the waitress and immediately tucked in, seizing a wing and going to town, impressing him with her voracity, waiting for no-one as she pulled the tender chicken off the bone.
“Oh god,” she mumbled through her mouthful, trying to be discreet but practically shivering with pleasure. He grabbed one himself and had to admit they were delicious, the sauce sticky and sweet, just enough heat to be spicy but with a good flavour, soft and succulent. He murmured his pleasure, Alison beaming at him as she picked her bone clean and dropped it aside on the plate, grabbing another, sauce all over her fingers and round the sides of her mouth.
“I've missed these,” she mumbled, grabbing another wing to indulge.
“Yeah they're great, this is the kinda stuff you can't have when you want to look your peak,” he said , joining her with another one.
“Damn right,” she replied before biting another juicy bit of chicken off. They fell silent in the noisy bar as they delved into the feast and enjoyed several more wings each and some of the fries, their hunger unleashed as they gave in and devoured it.
“Good cheat night huh?” he said as he tossed another chicken bone onto the plate. Alison paused, looking him in the eyes as she slowly picked up another wing.
“Who said this was the cheat part?” she murmured softly, sensually with a clear inflection as she smiled devilishly and lifted the wing up for another bite. His heart skipped a beat and a tingle spread through him as they stared into one another's eyes. She left it temptingly unanswered as they finished off the last couple of wings and fumbled with the cheap napkins to wipe the sauce from their fingers and mouths.
“Always so messy,” Alison complained as she screwed up the paper and dropped it aside on the table.
“Worth it though, they were good,” he said, doing the same and grabbing another few fries.
“My choice was spot on,” she said with a flick of her eyebrows, taking fries for herself.
“It was. Man that was good, forget how good these things are when you're avoiding them,” he said.
“All for the greater good though, always love a good piece of meat,” she teased with a wink.
“I bet,” he murmured in response, giving a smile she could feel, a little glow of excitement spreading through her. The waitress cleared their plates away and Alison got them another drink, along with a few more shots, the evening taking a turn towards far more of a let-loose kind of night. They threw back the shots, Alison rasping at the burn as she downed two together before washing them down with her wine, Rob laughing slightly as he managed to control himself. The alcohol had them buzzed, laughing together much more loudly and freely now as they told stories and joked about work and everything else under the sun without ever touching on any real issues in their lives, getting a bit tipsy as the shots soaked into them, Alison feeling it more with her slender frame. With the night drawing in, the clock working its way into the small hours now they'd had enough, neither wanting another drink, Alison playing with the water on the table and making shapes with her fingertips.
“It's getting late, time to get going I think,” she said, giving a stretch.
“Yeah, best go get some rest so we can enjoy tomorrow,” he said, pulling himself up from the seat as the actress collected her bag and slid out to join him, following him out through the crowds of people. It had thinned out a bit but not loads, a busy Friday night in L.A. They stepped out into the cool night, clear skies greeting them and a welcome quiet, away from the reverberating noise of the bar, feeling how open and unrestrained the space was.
“Man that's better,” he said, not realising how loud it had got inside.
“Yeah, so do you wanna come back to my place for coffee?” she said, looking up at him as he turned back to her, not quite sure he heard her right.
“Sorry, coffee?” he asked, brain not quite clicking, tiredness and alcohol causing the delay.
“Yeah,” she said with a naughty smile crossing her lips, a look in her eyes “coffee. It'll perk you right up I promise.”
His brain picked it up this time, thoughts going all over the place for an instant as he looked at the gorgeous Californian smiling up at him expectantly, tension surging in his chest as he took a deep breath to calm himself, knowing she saw.
“Coffee sounds great,” he said as coolly as he could muster, Alison's smile immediately spreading as she didn't say a word and turned away, reaching for his hand as she headed for the cabs. She pulled him quite willingly over towards the waiting cars; luckily there was no wait as plenty of taxis were lined up to take tipsy revellers home after the night and they stepped straight into one, sliding onto the back seat. The driver asked for directions and Alison gave her address, the car moving swiftly out into traffic to speed them towards their destination, lights of the city cascading shadows across them as they passed, trailing beautifully up the slender body of Alison Brie. His eyes took her in from her slender ankles to her smooth shoulders and every curve in between, greeted by the stare of her gorgeous big blue eyes and a suggestive smile on her lips. She slowly turned back to look out the window but her hand reached out for his, pulling it across onto her leg and placing it onto the warm, smooth skin of her thigh, squeezing it to encourage him should he still have any hesitation.
He had no such concerns as he glanced to the driver in case he was watching them, finding him getting on with his job of taking them home in the hellacious traffic of downtown Los Angeles, leaving him free to squeeze at Alison's toned leg and let his fingers slide over her more to feel down the inside of her thigh. She shifted slightly in the seat, body shivering as she fluttered with excitement at it all, keeping herself demure and composed despite the little shudder of her body and squeeze of her legs. The car ride seemed to take ages, grinding along in the traffic as his hand explored the smooth, strong leg of the actress with light and firm squeezes, letting his fingertips trail over her and up her skirt, testing his luck as he dared to reach further each time.
Alison murmured slightly but, aside from a quick glance to him with her foxy eyes, gazed out the window and invited his caress, letting his hand push her skirt back up her beautifully smooth thighs as his hand explored, heart pumping hard despite the relaxing effect of the alcohol they'd consumed. She didn't stop him even as he got close to the apex of her thighs, simply leaning back in the seat in anticipation and giving a barely restrained shudder as, after a moments more hesitation, his fingertips brushed lightly up the front of her smooth cotton panties. His cock strained in his jeans as he touched her, able to feel the delectable heat of her through the thin material as his fingers slid slowly up the firm bulge of her pussy, the softness of the cotton an intoxicating mix with the feminine heat he encountered as Alison gave a controlled sigh. He couldn't see it but her nipples were straining against her bra, screwed up tightly in her arousal as he touched her, the teasing build up of the evening culminating in this tantalising foreplay as he carefully, covertly touched her.
“Don't be shy,” she whispered with her eyes closed, barely a whisper even, just breathing the words to him lest they be overheard as she encouraged him to give her more. He didn't reply, not daring to risk her changing her mind as he let his fingers stray sideways across her, feeling her smooth mound beneath the thin cotton, the material so soft and yielding under his touch, just begging to be pulled aside. He let his fingertips explore down between her legs and felt them easily slip in between her lips, parting the beautifully soft flesh as she suppressed a little gasp, feeling him press the soft panties over her clit as he explored. His fingers just started rocking lightly back and forth, working just firmly enough to pressure her most sensitive nub through her underwear and make her toned ass shift in the seat, rocking her hips in unison with him to try and maximise the stimulation even though she knew she shouldn't. They barely noticed the city moving past, the time seeming irrelevant as they lost themselves to one another, his hand the centre of things as he carefully worked at her, just stimulating her clit enough to make her practically beg for orgasm, frustratingly slow and teasing. His fingers rucked up the cotton, pulling it tighter up into her but never exploring beyond it, behaving and resisting simple wrenching it aside to stroke directly at her silky pussy.
“Ok that'll be 42.58,” the driver said, shaking both of them from their moment as the cab pulled to a halt, him flicking the light on and glancing back to them as his hand swiftly whipped out from under Alison's skirt. The actress smoothed her skirt down in perfect calm as he looked back for payment, glancing to her but no more than he might normally, as if their little moment had gone completely unnoticed. It hadn't, but they were hardly the first people to be kicking things off in the back of his cab.
“You get this, I'll see you inside,” she said with a sexy sideways look, her voice loaded with promise as she opened the door and slid out, shoving the door shut and walking up her driveway, taking her time and swaying her hips for him as he fumbled hastily with his wallet. The driver waited patiently as he opened the leather bifold and searched in the back of it, quickly thumbing through the notes and pulling out a brace of twenties and a ten, passing it to the driver.
“All yours,” Rob said, opening the door to follow the actress, his waiting prize.
“Have a good night,” the driver said, knowing he was going to after what they'd been doing. The cab pulled away as Rob hastily followed Alison up to her place, the door left ajar waiting for him...beckoning him. He took a few deep breaths, slowing his pace to control his racing heart and regain some composure as he reached the door and went inside, closing it behind him. Alison was waiting behind the door, startling him for a moment, making her giggle and grin as she hopped forwards and threw her arms around him, drawing him in as she craned up to kiss him intently, her tongue delving into his mouth, entwining with his as she pulled him close and aggressively made her move. His hands immediately went around her, one hand drawing against the small of her back as the other reached down to grip her ass, taking a good squeeze through her dress. It was firm and toned, tight from all their gym work in preparation for filming and in this moment it certainly seemed completely worth it.
“Come with me,” she murmured, grabbing his hand and pulling him through the luxuriously furnished home to her bedroom, another large fairly opulent space with large windows opening onto her secluded gardens. She immediately turned and threw herself back into him, kissing him energetically again as he pulled her close and lifted her up, the petite stars feet dangling above the floor as their tongues met again, sliding and battling with each other, her dress sliding up her slender figure to just reveal her black cotton panties not that he could look down. Lowering her down again, his hands pulled her dress up, letting her slip out of it as she raised her arms so he could remove it, exposing her beautifully toned body in a smooth, slow reveal as the loose fabric slid off her, pulling it over her silky hair to leave her in just a black cotton thong and a simple lacy bra to match. She smiled as she saw him taking her in, eyes drinking in her curves, the fullness of her breasts and tight pinch of her waist, panties pulled casually onto her hips in a way that just looked so apathetically sexy.
“Goddamn,” he murmured, taking her in, trying to capture as much detail of her body as he could in those few seconds. She gave a giggle and reached up for his shirt, fairly ripping it open as she deftly flipping the buttons and released it, wasting no time in freeing him from it. He shrugged it down his arms as Alison took in his toned torso, strong muscles clearly defined as her hands went for his jeans, immediately wrestling them down along with his shorts to let his swelling erection spring free as they fell to the floor to leave him almost naked before her.
“Very nice, good to go,” she smiled as she stepped back from him and reached behind her to unhook her bra, taking a moment to slow it down as she looked at him with a naughty smile, pushing her chest out to accentuate it as she released the supportive black bra, going loose and letting her lovely breasts bounce free as he fumbled down to remove his shoes along with the rest of his clothing, standing up ready as Alison pulled it away and dropped it to the floor to reveal her fantastic, perky C-cups. She didn't give him much chance to look or get hold of her as she kicked his clothes out the way and dropped to her knees before him, the petite brunette sinking down enthusiastically to come face-to-face with his manhood, now fully erect in front of her, standing up rock hard and bobbing with his heartbeat. Her slender hand reached up and wrapped around it, making him gasp as she slowly stroked him, only serving to make him even harder for her.
“I don't usually do this you know,” she teased, looking up at him from under her eyebrows with a teasing smile as her other hand went to his hip, knowing she had him at her mercy. He didn't question what she meant, whether it was the whole evening or just what she was doing now.
“I don't normally suck cock, it's not my thing,” she continued.
“Ok...” he breathed, sensing she was waiting for an answer of some kind as she lazily stroked his cock, fingers working softly under his head to encourage him to stay at full erection.
“But since you've had a bit of a shitty time this week, I will, just to treat you,” she purred, smile wide as she beamed at him, seeing his smile in return, very satisfied that Alison was going to suck his cock.
“I don't know if this will fit though, it might be too big,” she pouted playfully, looking back down to his cock with a final few strokes.
“Only one way to find out,” he coaxed, eager for her to get started.
“Guess so,” she replied and with no further hesitation pushed his cock into her mouth, enveloping him in blissful, succulent heat as her tongue pressed up against his shaft, groaning deeply with pleasure as her hand moved to his other hip to set herself up. Alison sucked firmly, bobbing her head slowly a couple of times, testing him out and preparing herself before she suddenly tightened her grip and plunged down on him, giving the slightest gag sound as her mouth glided effortlessly down his cock to press her nose against him for the most instant, incredible deepthroat he'd ever experienced.
“Oh fuck, Christ,” he shuddered, hips bucking and pushing into her mouth as the shiver of intense pleasure and sensation rushed through him, never expecting her to start like this. He managed to resist grabbing her head, pressing his hands over hers at his hips as he shook while Alison slowly pulled her mouth back along his cock till just his bulging head remained in her mouth, tongue flicking teasingly under the tip as she smiled around him. She didn't look up, simply delivering, driving herself down easily again to swallow his manhood whole, pressing her nose into him as he shuddered again, blown away by her cocksucking skills as she held him tightly, picking it up immediately and pulling back into a rhythm, pulling practically off his cock before diving down again with gusto, the slower pull backs contrasting starkly with her swift plunges down. She drove her tongue across him as she swallowed his cock and let the soft, skilful textures of it glide over him, tingling his most sensitive spot and making his knees weak, feeling his hands struggling to maintain their control on hers.
“Fuck, Alison,” he grunted, overwhelmed by her approach and barely able to take it, feeling in total ecstasy but on the brink already, like he'd blow it immediately in the face of her technique. She just murmured affirmatively, loving her power over him as she sucked his cock, keeping up her rhythm of swallowing him fast and withdrawing him slowly, loving how he jumped in her mouth each time, knowing she was driving him wild.
“Slow down, slow down,” he gasped, barely believing he'd say it to her, having Alison Brie sucking his cock was a dream come true and to tell her to stop would have never crossed his mind before she blew it with her incredible technique. Alison's grip relaxed and she pushed down fully again, holding it this time and swallowing to let her throat constrict around him to make him groan in further pleasure before she slowly withdrew and let his stiff cock slip out of her mouth, rolling her lips.
“Problem?” she asked pointedly, looking up with her big eyes.
“No it's fantastic just a bit much right off the bat is all,” he mumbled, realising his heart was pounding as he drew in a deep breath.
“Look this is how I suck cock, if you want a blowjob then you're gonna let me do this,” she said, looking up at him with a flick of her eyebrows that said it was her way or the highway. His cock throbbed before her for a second, tantalisingly close to her mouth and full lips that were ready to suck.
“Deal,” he said simply.
“Knew you'd see sense,” she said, a smile breaking across her face as she showily leaned forwards with her tongue out to make contact with him again, perfectly anticipating the pulse before she lurched forwards down him and swallowed him whole again, playing no games with him as she deepthroated him intensely once again to make him grab her hands and push into her face. The brunette attacked him with more vigour than before, holding on as she rocked back and forth, accelerating as she pumped him in and out of her throat, making wet sounds as she worked her tongue and kept her lips tightly around his throbbing shaft as she sucked, feeling him pulsing and jumping in her mouth as she sucked. She loved doing this, loved how men loved it and how it totally caught them off guard; she'd learnt to deepthroat very effectively in her 20s and had put it to use ever since.
He groaned and shivered as he withstood her onslaught with barely restrained enjoyment, starting to recover from the initial shock of it to enjoy the fantastic pleasure, loving how he slid all the way down her throat, how she had no problem at all delivering it, feeling her throat yield and contract around his thick head to stimulate the deepest pleasure. The constrictions of her vocal chords around the tip of him was just fantastic, feeling them squeeze up tightly as she flexed, wanting him to feel them as she hollowed her cheeks on him to let the silky sides of her mouth rub at his shaft. His hard breaths mixed perfectly with the fast, wet sound of Alison sucking, almost inhaling his cock now as she held onto him tightly and pumped her head into him, driving him into her throat as hard and fast as she could and making her nose pushing into his body every time.
“Fuck you're incredible,” he groaned as she flicked her tongue along his underside, making him tremble as his cock surged in her mouth. The stunning actress gave a hard push down to get deeper than she had, those extra millimetres making all the difference as she swallowed and let him feel the tight constriction of her voice box again, feeling him go rock hard with a shiver. It wasn't another pulse, it was more than that, behaviour she knew well that indicated his imminent climax as his cock swelled in her mouth, that little bit thicker and stiffer than before. She pulled back but only around half his length before jamming herself down to swallow him again as she grunted, holding on tight still as she stepped up her efforts, energy as intense as before but now she was only going half way on his cock and twice as fast. His hand twisted in her hair as she gave her all, no longer working her tongue as she sucked harder, mouth like a vacuum on him as she gave him the most amazing deepthroat blowjob of his life. He jumped and bucked in her mouth, holding himself back to let her do her utmost before he exploded.
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