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 actresses, television shows, characters, 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 Emilia Clarke or any television shows etc referenced in this story. All characters are 18 years or older in this story.
Starring: Emilia Clarke
Blacked Backstage – Emilia Clarke
An erotic celebrity fan-fiction story.
By DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)
A Commissioned Story for [Anonymous].
Codes: Cons, MF, MMF, oral, inter, anal.
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During the production and filming of scenes for season six of the Game of Thrones television series…
“So, did you understand a fucking thing about what they went on about for this show?” Carl, a handsome black man said as he helped move a production case of equipment down a corridor. Clad in plain dark pants and a shirt to match that, helpfully, had the words CREW on the back to go with the lanyards and passes both men had on around their necks.
“Hell no, man! Talking about wars and dragons and shit? Went right over my fucking head!” Jerome, another nicely toned, dark-skinned man replied as he helped move the case. “I’m just here for the paychecks and something to look good on my resume, man! And from how big a deal this show is, I bet it’s gonna look real good for us having worked around here.”
“Oh for sure, we just need to… Oh, hold up. Someone’s passing.” Carl says as both men stopped and moved to back into the wall as a cast member approached from the other direction.
Not just a lead member of the cast, but one of the most famous female faces in the show in the actress who plays Daenerys Targaryen in English beauty Emilia Clarke. Clad in one of the sultry costume dresses from the show in a long blue dress that nicely hugged her desirable body with a nice bit of cleavage shown at the front, while her blonde hair was styled with strands down the side.
“Good work today ma’am!” Carl claimed despite the sounds of it neither he nor Jerome paid much attention to the stories or acting itself on the shoot. “Can’t wait to see how it turns out!”
“Ma’am??” The Englishwoman raised an eyebrow with a smirk. “Is that any way to properly address the Mother of Dragons?” She teased, playing off the character she plays on the show.
“What? Should we like call you something else? Your Highness? Your Majesty?” Jerome questions with a smile, playing along. “Or would Momma, Mami or Mother do instead?”
“Mother most certainly would do.” Clarke said and glanced between the two men. “And you two brutes should not be so foolish to cross the Mother of Dragons… Or it will be more than just fire that you’re burned by…” She said and sounded like she was doing some more acting, or at the very least roleplay, to still be Daenerys Targaryen right now.
“Shit, our bad, ma’am… I mean, Mother!” Carl smiles too and also goes along with this. “I mean, if there’s anything that the two us ‘brutes’ can do to make it up to you? Then we’re all ears!”
“It seems you have some sense in your heads after all…” ‘Daenerys’ stated and looked between the two. “Very well. I shall give you a chance at redemption and pay for the disrespect.” She claimed but still smirked as she saw how they went along with this all. “You shall accompany me to my chambers right away. There we shall see if you meet the high standards that the Mother of Dragons expects from her court.” She stated before she turned around. A brief pause to glance back and arch an eyebrow. “Well?” She dared them with a sultry look.
“For real??” Jerome questioned before both men nearly stumbled over one another to move from the case and follow after her. Even with the unusual set-up, there was no way either man was going to turn down that kind of request with a beauty like her. Even if they missed the naughty smile on her face like she knew it would be this easy to get what she wanted.
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Minutes later, inside of Emilia Clarke’s private dressing room, the actress is on her knees with a big smile as she watches the two backstage crew members step out of their pants. Two big, long and fat black cocks were all hers to play with as she took hold of each and started to stroke them off so both men had big smiles on their faces too.
“Up to your standards now, Mother?” Jerome questioned with a grin.
“We shall see… Looks can be deceiving…” Emilia stated with a confident, Daenerys-like look while she was still clad in her costume dress. “I expect full satisfaction or else being fed to my Dragons will be the least of what you’d hope for!”
“Oh, I think we can handle you… But we’ll see if you can take both of us on!” Carl said and groaned as he and Jerome’s dicks were now rock hard in her grasp.
“I’ve been up against scoundrels a lot worse than you two… Perhaps not with such vast weaponry before…” ‘Daenerys’ teased as she stroked off both fat cocks. She had a smirk on her face before she leaned in and ran her tongue across the tip of Carl’s thick bell-end to make the hunk smile as the same stayed on his face. A smooth circle around the top while her hand pumped the shaft before she moved across to the other dick for the same treatment. She slowly explored to enjoy the taste and pumped along the shafts while she lapped. Just to bring both dicks a little closer to swat between them two for quick licks. She didn’t play favourites here as only to be expected with two dark dicks that pretty much matched in length and thickness.
“It is not just with Dragons that this Mother can defeat her foes with…” Clarke said to still play into her ‘role’ here before she parted her lips just to wrap them around Carl’s cock before she started to bob. A muffled moan was let out around his thickness when she pushed down. Then a smooth slurp back towards the tip with a tease that she might pull off, just to ease down and make both herself and the lucky crewman being blown groan. All while her hands worked over both this dick and the entire length of the other dick as she took on the two at the same time. A round of slow sucks on this dick to get used to the vast size as her soft lips stretched around the thickness before she pulled off with a groan. She made sure to spit on the head and use her hand to rub it along that pole before she turned her head and took the other meaty rod into her hungry mouth.
“Mmmmm… Mmmmmmphhhh… Mmmm…” The long blonde hair of the actress swayed as the front strands were down her front to rest across her chest. Hard nipples already poked through her costume dress to show her arousal which was clear enough from the groans that she muffled around the cock deep in her mouth. Steady sucks to work over this dick and apply her saliva to the inches while her hand took care of the base. She glanced between the two studs with a smile around the shaft before she went back to work. She was able to see and feel that these men were built for a long time, not just a good one so she could have her fun here and show off her oral talents a world removed from bringing an iconic character to life on Game of Thrones.
Another groan left her when she switched from one dick to the other. All too happy to give both dicks equal service to pump and slurp to get both slick with her spit while her saliva started to drip from her chin to leave little splats across her costume. A little post-shoot mess of little concern for her when she was all worked up for two big black cocks. With a hunger, she went step-by-step with them to give a round of sucks to one member, pull away and use her hand to rub the spit into his skin before her mouth moved to the other dick to deliver the same treatment. Easily able to make both men groan as they watched on like this was something more suited for a porno parody than in the confines of a dressing room. Especially with how well this English beauty was able to take on two fat American cocks at the same time.
Eventually, she pulled off from the cocks completely and brought them back towards her mouth so she could pat her tongues back and forth between the crowns to make the men groan. Her moans were clear too as she lapped and enjoyed the taste. A brief smooth onto one tip then the other before she stuck her tongue out. Naughtily, she slid her tongue up between the gap of the two cocks as she held them close and pushed up and down slightly to lick both cocks at the same time for a few moments. After a while, she pulled back and spat down onto Carl’s head and then Jerome’s, so she could use her hands to stroke away and make sure both lengths were coated in her spit. Still both rock hard much to the lusty approval in her eyes.
“It seems I have yet to test your limits…” Emilia put herself back into ‘character’ even as she pumped both studs. “Yet the same can be said for me, is it not?” She smirked to give a challenge as she let go of their rods.
“Shit… Sounds like we need to step our game up then!” Carl stated the obvious as the two lucky men exchanged nods. Carl moved around behind her and pushed her forward before he hiked up the bottom of her costume. “Oh, for real… This hot momma… I mean, Mother is down bad for this!” He chuckled at the sight of not just that fine, rounded ass that’s graced TV screens many a time, but the fact that she didn’t have panties on so her wet snatch was on display.
“Bad? I can assure you two brutes that the Mother of Dragons is good…” Clarke teased with a confident smile, and not just because she was in roleplay mode. “Very, very good in fact…”
“Oh, we’re gonna test that out for real… Maybe test what you can take, Mother!” Jerome said as he knelt in front of her to present his dick to her gorgeous face.
“If you think that is some kind of challenge to me? Then I, Daenerys Targaryen, will… MMMMMPHHH!” Her words were cut off when Jerome pushed his prick into her open mouth, and no to surprise she eagerly wrapped her plump lips around that rod so she could start to suck him off. Aided by him thrusting a bit to get this length in deeper so that the fat crown connected with the back of her mouth. Her eyes lustfully narrowed before she choked for a sign that it was a little too much cock than what she was used to, but she was too in the zone to get banged front and back to care. Especially when that other long shaft pushed into her snatch to make her walls spread and for another display of her desires here, she didn’t complain about being taken bareback. Far too busy with dick on her mind as she began to shift back and forth with bobs of her head and pushes of her rump towards the stud behind her.
“MMMM! GAAAAAAAAHHH! MMMMMPPPHHH…” Lustful chokes escaped around the rod that pumped between her lips so more saliva now split out to drool down her chin and make a mess over the fat cock that she slurped on. Her eyes stayed locked up at the stud who grinned and moaned from her oral talents while her long hair hung down and swayed in time with the shifts of her head. “MMMM! MMMMPHHH! GAAAAAAHHH!” The thrill of pain from when that dick hit the back of her mouth just spurred her on as she stayed on all fours and just used her mouth to pleasure the hunk in front of her. She looked so fired up that perhaps she wouldn’t even need another dick in her to get off but being banged from behind only helped to make her suck and groan to ensure both shafts inside of her were slick just with different fluids.
At her other end, Carl grinned and watched that rounded ass now clap back to hit his toned waist. A sexy contrast between her pale skin and the sweat that began to form on her (and nothing to do with a long day of TV shoots either) compared to his dark tone. All that mattered was how good her tight, wet pussy felt all around his dick. He was able to pump in deep to enjoy the snugness and in turn give her a damn good time as just like she knew, if he could handle her mouth then a piece of fine pussy like hers would be no issue either. A glance back over her shoulder confirmed that with the stare of desire while she worked back to slide her pussy along his dick whenever it rammed into her tunnel. Before her head turned back as even being taken at both ends, she made sure that neither man was left out and got her equal, sinful attention.
“MMMMPPPHHH! HHHHLLLKKK! GAAAAAAAAHH! MMMMM!!” The dressed-up beauty impressively kept control of the rhythm to work her gorgeous frame to the front so her mouth could deeply slide alone one big black cock before she eased her body back and worked her tight white pussy along a shaft that matched the one she gagged all over. Such a smooth motion that it seemed like this might not be the first time she’s ever been in a threesome before with the ease that the ‘Mother of Dragons’ handled these men to make them groan. “MMMM! MMMMM! GAAAAAAAAHHH!” She choked over and over but didn’t seem to be in any great pain. The edge was easily taken off thanks to how good it felt to be stuffed full with a fat dick in her twat. Her body stayed in perfect position with the slight arch of her back to make it seem like the size of these dicks, and one of them alone would be a test for any regular woman to take, wasn’t even any issue to her.
“God damn! MMMM… This Mother has got… MMMM! Some damn fine pussy, man!” Carl states and watches her rump slap into his body as he fills her up from the back. But she used such an eager pace that he could have just done nothing as she happily would have done all the work for them with her shifts back. “MMMM… Ya’ll got to get a piece of his nasty Mother right here!” He said while at the other end of this stunning actress, Jerome smiled and nodded. More than happy to be blown so deeply by such a talented, in more ways than just one, mouth like hers. Her spit dripped from that length and her chin to leave splats on the floor for a bit of evidence of the filthy fun that’s happened here in her dressing room.
After she’d heard that, Emilia lifted her head from the sock she’d gagged and slobbered all over to suck in some air before she glanced back. “You dare speak of me… MMMM! Like I’m… AHHHH! Just some common whore??” She tried to stay in ‘character’ but had to moan from how good it felt to be blacked. “MMMM! I shall teach you two ruffians… AHHHH! A fatal lesson about who… UHHH! Is in control here!”
“I think that’s our cue to switch shit up, my man!” Jerome said before he moved to now get onto his back on the floor while Carl pulled out of her snatch.
“You two at least take orders well… Some of the so-called men of my court could perhaps learn something from you both!” Clarke said with a smirk and all too eagerly moved over to mount Jerome while still clad in her dress. So the sight when she slid his dick into her wet and nicely fucked before this point pussy was covered up by her attire but the sensation was easily felt as both of them moaned as she sunk onto that length.
“A hot Mother like you can teach us any damn day of the week!” Carl stated the obvious to make her head turn to face him. Just to be rewarded that that big dick, fresh from her snatch, pushed between her lips to half-silence her moans once again just as his friend had done moments before.
“MMMMPPPHHH! MMMMM! GAAAAAAAAH!” Once again the loud moans were mixed with lusty chokes as the blonde worked her head along a fat slab of dick, and this time shifted her body straight up and down to ride on another just as long cock now stuffed into her snatch. Both men matched her motion so Carl thrust between her lips when her head bobbed along him, and underneath Jerome stuffed his dick up into that needy, still snug box whenever she dropped down onto him. “MMMM! MMMMM… GAAAAAHHHH! MMMM…” The pleasure she felt got a bonus as with each eager slurp on the shaft between her lips, she cleaned up her pussy juices in the process. The direct taste of her snatch from the dick that had just been balls deep in her was now replaced with her spit. The opposite of how she now began to leave a coat of her fluids over the other meaty shaft here with each shift up and down that she delivered.
Even as she still had her Game of Thrones costume on, the dress barely muffled the slap of skin against different coloured skin when her body dropped down onto the toned frame underneath her. A constant slap rang out when their frames met to go along with Jerome’s moans and her muffled calls of delight. So she showed that she wasn’t a one-trick pony who could only handle one position. She was able to smoothly bounce on one big dick while her lips worked over another cock at the same time. Even though it left her hair now a bit of a mess from all the sways and a nice shine of moisture over her to help make her dress stick to her gorgeous body.
“MMMMM! GAAAAAAAAHHH! MMMMMPPHHH!” The London, England-born beauty choked sinfully whenever she slid her mouth deeply on that dick being pumped into her oral hole. Filled up to a limit not often tested before when that bell-end smacked into the back of her cavern but she didn’t even think for a moment to ease up or slide back. Once again, more saliva poured from her lips that had to fight to stay wrapped around this thickness to that her rounded tits and the hard nipples that topped them stood out as her dress clung to her chest from the mess of spit. “MMMM! MMMMPHHH! HHHHHLLLKKK!” Her eyes were still full of desire while she briskly slurped and glanced down at the stud she was mounted on before she looked back at the hunk she blew. Just as equal eye contact, and with the kind of sultry look that would easily make a man cum in an instant, as she delivered fair pleasure and action to both men. She was able to enjoy both big dicks all the same with one stuffed deep into her snatch and the other just as far into her still-hungry mouth.
Best of all for her and her newfound fuck buddies from off the Game of Thrones film crew team that they all could go for a long time. So she could groan and work her stunning body between the two while they moaned and built up a more than generous sweat of their own and not just from the tough task to handle the high needs that this beauty had. They put in the energy and effort needed to try and satisfy her too with firm thrusts both up into her pussy and deep into her mouth. Each of her holes alone would be enough to challenge even a veteran porn star so these two studs were more than impressive as they kept up with her. More than rewarded with Carl’s dick now slick with spit once again while Jerome got his prick coated in her juices.
After another round of slurps, Emilia pulled her head up from the dick she’d slurped away on so her full, loud moans could be heard. “AHHHHH FUCK!!” Perhaps not quite so much in character here from those groans and curses, let alone how she spat onto Carl’s dick before she swatted her tongue at the tip. “MMMMM YES… MMMM! Give those cocks, you hung bastards!” She hissed as her thick accent made the dirty talk even hotter. Not that she needed to with how filthy it was to see her bounce away on one dick and pleasure the other with her tongue. “MMMM! Do your worst! AHHHH! It will take… AHHHH FUCK!! Much more… UHHHH! Than this… MMMM! To slay… AHHHH! The Mother… MMMM! Of Dragons! OOOOOOOH FUCK!!” She groaned out before she tossed her hair back and continued to shift on the hunk underneath her as he pumped away up deep into her snatch. It allowed her to lean in and get another slurp on Carl’s dick before she pulled back and brought herself to a stop on Jerome. Still mounted to grind down on him for a moment to catch her breath.
“You there! Get me that jar!” ‘Daenerys’ commanded Carl with a point across at the make-up desk and mirror.
“Jar? This one?” Carl walked over and after a quick scan, grinned when he saw a particular one left out. “Oh, I see exactly which one.” He said when he picked up a deluxe brand of sexual lubricant and walked back over just as the actress had dismounted her other fuck buddy here.
“A keen eye I see…” Emilia teased and took the jar before she hiked up her dress to expose her plump backside. “Perhaps I did underestimate what you two brutes were made of.”
While they played along, both men were more interested to just watch her as she dipped a ringer into the lube to scoop some up. Before shamelessly, she pressed it against her tight asshole to make herself groan when she sunk it in. An action that she’d performed on herself more than a few times before with how smooth it was when she pushed her finger in and began to pump in and out to lube up her back passage. A sight that again made it seem like she’d be more suited for a porno shoot than a globally famous television show like the one she was backstage at here. Neither of the hunks complained as they watched her finger fuck her ass for a couple of minutes to prepare herself, before with a smirk she tossed the jar to the men so they could each ready their big dicks up for her.
“Usually, I am the one who sits on a throne…” Clarke claimed as she got up and pulled over a chair. “But just this once, I will allow one of you the honour to be seated.” She said before she smirked when the two men nearly tripped over one another as Carl managed to step in first and shit down on the chair. “Fighting over me? If only more men did that instead of wasting their lives over the throne that will be mine…” She teased before she moved and stepped forward to mount Carl.
“MMMMM…” Emilia moaned, still in her dress as she eased her wet pussy down onto that thick, long and now very familiar cock until she was on Carl’s lap. She was able to wrap her arms around his neck while her covered tits pressed against his toned chest. But before she started to work him over she looked back and watched as Jerome approached from behind and hiked up her sweat and saliva-stained costume to expose that fine ass of hers. A low groan of delight left her when that fat dick got pushed into her tight asshole and even with all the lube applied it was still a tight fit for them both. It didn’t stop her as once he was in, she began to rock back and forth to bounce on one thick rod and push her rump back against the other to kick-start both men to give her those meaty lengths.
“OH FUCK! MMMM! YES! COME ON! AHHHHH!” Clarke groaned as she felt the big black cocks thrust to fill up her tight pussy and nicely rounded white ass. So her cheeks jiggled with each firm thrust and her tits rubbed against the chest of the stud she was mounted off. Her blonde hair got into more of a mess with the shifts and sweat left a shine on her exposed skin. “MMMM! I said… AHHHH! Do your worst! AHHHH! The Mother of Dragons… AHHHH! Will not be… MMMM! Slain so easily! AHHHH! Even with... AHHHH FUCK! Mighty swords like this! MMMM!” She panted out between moans but was impressed not just by being able to stay somewhat in character, but by the way she worked back and forth to handle both thrusts. Able to give back a bit of the pleasure she got to drop down against one dick and push into the other so even in a two-on-one she still had plenty of control of the fun here.
“MMMM! SHIT… There’s nothing damn… AHHHH! Fucking easy about this!” Jerome groans and feels how vice-like her ass is wrapped around his dick as he thrusts in and out. Her back passage gradually spreads to accept more of his inches but even so, it’s no easy task. Hence the sweat that’s across him and not just from the filthy action that’s happened so far here in her dressing room. “MMMM! Don’t mean that I ain’t gonna try and give it to you, though! MMMM!” He grunted out. The same being said for Carl underneath her who enjoyed a red hot ride, stuffed back balls deep into her soaked pussy while she still bounced away on him even as he thrust firmly into her love tunnel. The best seat in the house in more ways than one with the close look he had at the pleasure across her beautiful face or the sight of her tits as they jiggled from her jolts.
“AHHHH! I did not summon you both… UHHHH! For empty words! AHHHHH FUCK! MMMMM! YES!!” Try as she might, Clarke couldn’t keep up the full act all the time with how damn good it felt to be filled up with a big black cock in both of her lower holes at the same time. Her moans and swear words shattered the illusion of that famous TV role that she’d be known for long after the last main season of Game of Thrones. “I need… MMMM! No! I demand… AHHHH! Satisfaction! MMMMM! Do your worst, you fiends! AHHHHH FUCK!!” She groaned and continued to shift in a way that might be able to do all the work for the three of them if the two hunks here decided to stop their pumps. Yet at the same time, they easily knew that they’d be foolish to miss out on the chance to rail this stunning actress, especially while clad in one of her iconic attires from the show they’re working on.
“MMMM…Shit! And I thought… AHHHH! That’s what we were fucking doing! MMMM!” Carl states with a groan as his pistons upward to stuff his thick length into her wet and snug pussy. The motion helped her to bounce and work back and forth between the hunks and their fat cocks. Stuffed balls deep in her snatch while Jerome does the same with her rounded backside as her cheeks smack off his waist. “MMMM! Guess that’s why we’re on the backstage crew… MMMM! And not on screen!” He joked before he groaned as she dropped down onto his lap. The smack of skin against skin rang out quickly and repeatedly as when one stud pumped into one of her tight holes, the other eased back so the roles could be reversed. That made sure she was filled up either into her tight back passage or her moist love tunnel at any point of the action to ensure she moaned out in delight no matter which man gave it to her.
“FUCK! MMMM! MORE! AHHHH! I DEMAND IT! AHHHHH!” She panted and continued to rock between the thick rods like she was not only an expert at interracial action but at threesomes too. She was able to work her plump rear against one cock just to sharply drop her snatch down against another just as fat and long shaft. A performance that not only would make any episode of her TV show a record-setter but would put any porn star to shame with how well she handled these dicks. “AHHHHH! FUCK! MMMMM! IS THAT ALL YOU’VE GOT, YOU BASTARDS?? AHHHH! MORE! GIVE IT TO ME! AHHHH FUCK!!” She groaned before she came to a stop on Carl’s lap. A slight lean forward so that she could be pumped at two angles and still buck from the nicely stiff force that was used on them both. She was still able to grind down to work her snatch against one big dick while her rump rippled from the deep pumps.
“MMMM… Not worn out now, are you, Mother?” Jerome teased with a grin before he eased his dick out of her ass.
“Ahhhhh… Never!!” Emilia purred with a glance back. “Not until… Mmmmm! The fire burns out in my Dragons…” She still managed to stay a bit in character even as Carl pulled out of her box.
“Guess we need to keep going then!” Carl stated with a smile to show that was all fine with him.
“Then don’t hesitate on my part, you brutes…” Clarke smirked and didn’t object to being turned around so now her dress-covered back was against Carl’s chest as he took his turn to push his cock up into her backside. And that left Jerome to now stuff his cock into her snatch as he held her legs to keep her dress hiked up while the other man held her waist to keep her mounted on their rods.
“AHHHHH! YES! MMMMM FUCK! AHHHH! GIVE IT TO ME! OOOOOOOH!” She moaned loudly as the thrusts now hammered into her tight holes. Both were nicely spread from the previous rounds of action so she could handle them deep to make her body jolt from their combined thrusts. Her booty slapped off Carl’s crotch when he drove up and a similar slap of skin against different toned skin was heard when Jerome pumped into her twat. So while she couldn’t fully bounce on their dicks she was still greatly thrilled with another double team from two big cocks. Her dress got even more ruined than before with the sweat down her back from off Carl’s chest and the new beads that formed over her wonderful frame.
“FUCK! FUCK!! MMMMMM! YES! FUCK! FUCK!!” It wasn't exactly poetic or truly Daenerys Targaryen-like but even hotter than any scene from that TV show as she got Blacked once again at two angles. Her moist pussy and tight ass were rammed full of dick as the two lucky stagehands got to use her deep and hard with swift thrusts from the front and underneath. “OOOOOOOOH FUCK!! FUCK!! MMMMM!!” Her head tilted back with her blonde locks a complete mess from all the sways and jolts she’s done but if she’d cared about her appearance then she wouldn’t have kept the costume on for the duration of the action. No doubt she got off on being fucked and didn’t have to fake the pleasure she felt either with how fantastic it felt to have both her love tunnel and back passage stuffed full with thick cock.
The feeling was the same for the two studs here who let out grunts and groans as they pumped away to work like a well-oiled machine to piston into her lower holes. Those thick American cocks fitted all too easily now into the holes of this English beauty who seemed even more made for a career being fucked like this than she did any ‘regular’ filmed production. They still had to put in the work to match her level of lust from the shine of sweat across both their toned bodies while they pumped away and held her in place. Brisk pumps so that when one hunk pulled a few inches out of one hole the other drove in so she was always stuffed at any one point and from the sounds of her moans she got off on both kinds of sex hair to make it a wonder if she could ever be satisfied with just regular action from one partner.
“FUCK! YES! I’M CLOSE! AHHHH! DON’T FUCKING STOP! OH FUCK! OH FUCK!!” She begged in delight and couldn’t quite stay in character any more as the pleasure built. Her tits still jiggled in her dress that now stuck to her body almost like another layer of skin to go with all the sweat. All too happy to let these two studs, who she had only properly met today, have their very wicked way with her and her stunning body and every moment of it was shamelessly willing on her part. So much noise was made from the groans that all three of them let out along with the repeated slaps of skin into skin that it was a minor miracle that someone hadn’t barged into this dressing room to see what the racket was all about.
Luckily there had been no interruptions at all so when Emilia’s head tilted back to let out a deep groan, she hit her peak hard to cum from a double dose of black cock. Jerome’s dick got soaked with more juices while he pumped away to help her ride out the high, and the same said for Carl underneath her as he remained buried up into her rump. Then again, both men were able to moan and enjoy the extra tightness as her holes clamped around those shafts while she came. The pumps continued until she slumped a bit and panted for air. Made to groan when they eased out of her snatch and ass to show off the gaped state of those well fucked holes. While satisfied to say the least, she was too exhausted to object when the two men moved her off from themselves and the chair so they could set her down on her knees on the floor.
“Y-You would dare defile me?? The Mother of Dragons??” Clarke hissed lustfully and stared up to watch both men furiously stroke off and aim down at her face. “Do your worst! Do not think this injustice will go unpunished!” She managed to claim in character but from the smirk on her face, she was more than happy to take a facial to give them a well-earned reward for their work today.
It wasn’t long before she got soaked and had to close her eyes as the spunk splattered all across her features. From forehead to cheeks, nose to lips for a double dose of jizz that even got caught into her hair as both men unloaded onto her. The sensation made her groan in approval at what would have been a humiliation or worse for the character she played, but instead got another thrill. So she didn’t care one bit that by the time the last drips were sent onto her and left her face coated in the cum, it had started to drip and land across her chest to ruin her dress even more with the new stains. Something that would be near impossible to give any believable excuse for to the costume department other than the admission of the truth about what she’d been up to.
“Mmmmm…Fuck…” Emilia groaned and leaned back a bit to enjoy the feeling of hot, thick spunk all across her pretty face. “I may be the Mother of Dragons… Mmmm… But being a Mother of other things is quite acceptable too…” She stated as she tried to return to being back in character.
“Heh… And what? Does that make me and Jerome then? A couple of ‘motherfuckers’ I guess?” Carl joked with a smile that matched that on Jerome’s face.
She smirked and carefully cleaned away the jizz from her eyes. “Yes, Carl the ruffian… You two will be the next time I call on you two bastards after a day on set!” She said and from her tone, it sounded like a promise more than a mere suggestion.
All three of them had been so caught up in the action and the post-orgasm glow that none of them had seen that the door to the dressing room was now slightly ajar so that another member of the Game of Thrones cast in Natalie Dormer, dressed far more casually, had peeked in with a smirk.
“Carl and Jerome, huh? I’ll remember those names…” Natalie remarked under her breath before she moved away from the door and walked down the corridor. No doubt with plans in mind for her own post-shoot fun to be Blacked Backstage in the future just like Emilia had been.
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