IN HER PRIME featuring various celebrities

[HearszAM]

In Her Prime
featuring Elizabeth Banks, Salma Hayek, Britney Spears, Heather Graham, Natalie Portman & Elisha Cuthbert

Written by Hearsz
Codes: MF, MMF, Oral, BJ, Fingering, Creampie, Facial, Titfuck, Doggie, Anal, DP

WARNING: This FICTIONAL story contains sexually explicit situations. If you're underage or easily offended STOP READING!! Fantasy is Legal.



For this story series, I've used a certain point in the careers of each celebrity chosen, where I personally think they looked their very best.
So I've turned their well-known roles into their real occupation. Rather than play a character, I have used their real name and matched them with the job/role that they played in a particular movie or film clip.
You could view these stories as an "alternate scene", as opposed to what we see in the final cut. Enjoy!


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Elizabeth Banks



Saturday was the day of the week I always looked forward to. Mainly because the guys who I work with at a local electronics store would hit the town, trying our best to pick up chicks, and if not, at least try and have a good night out.

My success rate with the ladies wasn't as good as my three friends, not helped by how shy and reserved I could be. I didn't really drink that much but the times that I did I would either be sent home in a taxi or have enough courage to chat with a girl long enough that she'd invite me back to her place.

I've never been into the real, kinky dirty stuff before, but that was all set to change when I finally got to chat to Elizabeth that night.

She was employed in the bookstore across from where I worked, and it took a while before I made the move to strike up a conversation with her. She seemed to find me charming, giving me a sexy smile whenever I provided some charismatic lines, and she had a laugh that would make any guy putty in her hands.

I'd checked her out many times before that first conversation, noticing her lavender-coloured thong peaking out of the back of her tight jeans.

I'd had quite a few drinks by the time I ran into her at the club, not feeling any nerves as we immediately began talking up a storm right there at the bar.

She too seemed like she'd had a bit to drink, especially with the way she touched my shoulder, twirled her hair in her fingers and playfully smacked my chest when I made a humorous remark.

"So how's your night going?"

"Well it's, gotten much better now that you're here.." she responded, looking at me with those mesmeric blue eyes of hers.

I couldn't take mine off of her, the gorgeous hottie wearing a pink see-through number, enabling me to see her blue bra and showing off her sexy midriff.

Somehow, Elizabeth convinced me into doing tequila shots with her not once, but twice!

Before I knew it, we were on the dance floor, the horny blonde grinding her delicious body against mine.

I wasn't sure what led to it but before I knew it we were sloppily making out right there in the crowd of people, not caring who was watching.

"Let's take this party back to my place.." she whispered in my ear, guiding me off the dance floor and out of the club, as we somehow made it into the awaiting taxi.

The ride was a bit of a blur as we spent the entire ride kissing and feeling each other up, Elizabeth squeezing my stiff cock through my shorts whilst I fondled her soft supple breasts.

We were in her apartment next and soon enough in her bedroom, tearing each other's clothes off, one piece at a time.

Her body, clad in just her underwear was just as hot as I imagined. She had nice succulent thighs, a well-toned stomach and the most gorgeous face I'd ever laid eyes on.
And when she spun around for me, her delicious rump looked firm and tasty enough to bite into.

 "I feel real dirty tonight... Why don't you join me in the bath?" she requested, not waiting for a response from me. She removed her bra and slipped off her panties, her back facing me as she hopped into the spa bath.

It was already covered in bubbles which she used to cover her naked chest. I began to sway as I watched her, the alcohol really kicking in and knocking me about.

"C'mon. Come join me.." she urged, giving me that addictive laugh of hers that made it harder for me to resist her. Not that I wanted to.

I slid down my boxer shorts, my cock already stiff and at full mast.

"Mmm... Mumma likes", she said with a sparkle in her eyes as I hopped into the warm wet surroundings of her bubble bath.

Elizabeth wasted no time straddling me, her soaked naked body feeling so good on top of mine. I was able to feel her private parts for the first time, her pert breasts against my chest and her hairless cunt rubbing against my cock as she enthusiastically mingled her tongue with mine.

"God I'm so fucking horny. I want your hard fucking cock inside me!!"

Elizabeth had a lustful fire in her eyes like she was possessed by a sexual demon. With my back against the wall of the bath, I could only watch as she moved up to sit on my cock. She closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip as my hard steely member was impaled by this incredibly sexually driven woman.

"Oooh it's so deep in my cunt.." she exclaimed, unashamedly dropping obscenities wherever possible.

She grinded her hips against mine, riding me like crazy so that some of the bath water splashed out onto the tiled floor.

"Oh yeah, give me that cock!!" she wailed, bucking upon me like a bronco.

"Ohhh God, yes, yes, YES!!!!" Elizabeth wailed as she reached a premature climax.

Hopping off me, she had me stand up in the bathtub so my long soapy shaft was exposed, almost in line with her satisfied face.

"You're so dirty. You need a good clean. Let me start down here", she purred, taking my pulsing staff in her hand, jerking it a few times before taking me inside her warm mouth.

"Ohhh Elizabeth", I groaned, loving the way she sucked me with ease, using just her mouth without the aid of either of her hands.

She played with my wet balls as she fellated me, looking up with those stunning blue eyes as she licked the swollen head.

Elizabeth made a show of it, smacking the tip against her tongue before resuming her wonderful blowjob. I grunted when she took me all the way, somehow fitting in every inch so her throat slightly bulged, her cute little nose pressed against my belly.

Taking a bar of soap, Elizabeth lathered up my cock, my length and my pubic bush were covered in suds as she tenderly jerked me. Her fingers paid attention to the sensitive spongy head, making sure every crevice was as clean as possible.

"Time to get real dirty if ya know what I mean?" she laughed, before turning around, bracing her hands on the edge of the tub, and presenting me her peachy rear.

"You want me to...??"

"Uh-huh. I want your cock in my tight little butt", she teased, twerking her delicious white derrière.

I'd never tried anal before but I got this sneaking suspicion that Elizabeth already had, given how nonchalant she was with her sordid request.

"I've got you all clean and slick. Just stick it in stud.."

Elizabeth grabbed both her lovely cheeks, spreading them to expose her tight little asshole.

Nervously, I pressed the mushroom-shaped head at her puckered hole as I got in close behind her.

"Uhh geezus fucking christ!!" I grunted, feeling her anus open up and envelop my head, tightly gripping me.

The soap that she'd so generously covered my length, seemed to help, as I was able to bury inch after incredible inch inside Elizabeth's tight back passage.

"Uhh that's it, fuck my ass!" she cried then laughed, her kinky nymph-like personality, unlike any person I'd ever met before.

We continued fucking like rabbits, soon taking this party into the boudoir, Elizabeth once again on top of me on her bed with my dick being ridden by her loosened shitter.

She was absolutely wild under the sheets, laughing like a maniac, even slapping me when I didn't pound her hard enough.

Watching Elizabeth rub at her fleshy pink pussy with my cock buried in her ass was all I could take, soon exploding copious amounts of cum inside of her backdoor.

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Salma Hayek



We had been driving around all day, mile after mile of the Mexican desert as far as the eye could see.

My friend, Jose, a Mexican himself, pulled up the car, in front of what looked like a biker bar, given the number of motorcycles parked out front.

It was an interesting place, to say the least, with plenty of leather and denim jackets, and tattooed blokes with long greying beards, chugging down countless amounts of beer.

Suddenly, the room’s attention was focused on the main stage, as the bars’ announcer introduced what the locals knew was the "highlight of the night", of every night as it turned out.

The room fell silent as every person present waited for her to appear. You could hear a pin drop it was that quiet. And then, "she" made her way on stage.

Like most of the guys, and some girls in the room, my mouth dropped and eyes widened as the curvy figure of the Latino temptress strutted on stage.

She wore a two-piece maroon-coloured bra and underwear set, gold jewellery around her upper arm and delicious-looking neck.

I felt my cock start to harden as I looked her up and down, salivating at her taut stomach and huge succulent breasts. But when she turned around to showcase that incredible heart-shaped ass of hers, I thought I was going to pass out.

"Who is she?" I whispered to my friend.

"She is known as Salma. She's the main entertainment every night. Bikers come from all over the country and even over the border just to see her show".

"She's incredible..."

"If you think that's something, every night she picks one guy, and sometimes even a female to take backstage for a private show. No sex, but one amazing lap dance. At least that's what I've heard".

There had to be at least two hundred people in here tonight, plenty of which had been here several times before.

A collective gasp was shared by the crowd as Salma was handed a twelve-foot-long Python, holding the yellow and white coloured reptile over her shoulder.

Her insatiable body swayed to the music, the sultry bare-footed goddess walking up and down the runway.

"So how does she decide?", I asked, intrigued at how I could draw enough attention to myself to be tonight's chosen one.

"She doesn't choose, the Python does. Always has".

I despaired, knowing that it was out of my hands. Still, I knew I'd never forget this woman no matter what happened from here.

The Python began to make its move, extending its body over the crowd of onlookers. Unfortunately, it was on the opposite side to where we were standing. At least I could concentrate my attention on that perfect derrière on hers.

But suddenly, the snake had a change of heart, directing its attention to our side, its tongue flickering out of its mouth as it hovered above us.

When it locked eyes on me I thought I was done for. Or that it must be heading towards someone behind me. Before I knew it, the Python was face to face with me, hissing softly and non-flinching.

"It's you amigo", Jose said.

I could see the look of envy and anger on everyone's faces as I made my way through the crowd, Salma extending her hand to help me up onto the stage.

The python’s trainer took the long scaly animal from her, and the buxom beauty was relieved that the weight had literally been lifted from her shoulders.

Taking my hand again, Salma walked me back down the platform, to the back of the stage and through the velvet curtains.

I couldn't help but gaze at her perfect ass, her tender lumps of flesh were separated by her underwear, a thong that could barely be seen in between her beautiful butt.

Salma guided me up some wooden stairs, almost like it was the attic of this particular establishment.
I soon deduced that this was her bedroom.

She sat me down on a chair that was mainly used when she applied her lipstick and makeup. It was now positioned in the middle of the room, a couple of metres from her bed.

"So you're the lucky person that shall get some special treatment tonight. Just sit back and relax, and let me take care of you.."

Damn her accent was sexy. As was feeling that incredible body sitting in my lap, grinding it against my thighs and crotch. My penis began to quickly stiffen as she gyrated her wondrous figure upon me, working her underwear-covered pussy along my swollen length.

Her huge titties, concealed in a bra occasionally smacked against my face, Salma's hands switching between holding my shoulders and wrapping them around my head.

"Feel good?" she asked as she continued to tease me.

"Hotter than hell!!"

I didn't know how I was going to feel after I left here tonight. It was probably just like every other guy who has ever gotten a lap dance before. Look, but don't touch, and no sex.
Then no doubt I'd get home and jerk off thinking about what it would be like to fuck that divine specimen.

But this was to turn out to be no ordinary lap dance.

"Touch me.." she said softly.

"Huh?" I replied, not sure if I heard her right.

"Don't be shy. I want to feel your hands on my body".

I looked behind me and around the room, paranoid that someone from security might be preparing to beat me up and throw me out if I began to manhandle Salma.

"It's okay, you have nothing to worry about. It's just you and me here".

To my surprise, she slipped off her bra, releasing her perfect pair of breasts, capped with hard brown nipples.

She took my hands and put them on her chest. They felt so warm and soft, my fingers running around the outside of her impeccable globes.

Salma cooed when my fingertips lightly rubbed her taut nipples, only causing her to grind her body firmly against my solidified cock. She ran her fingers through my hair as I continued to fondle her twins, soon feeling up her back, outer thighs then finally that delicious derrière of hers.

The Latino stripper seemed to love my caressing, so much so that it led her to do something I'd only imagined in dirty dreams.

"Wanna show me that big Python of yours?" she asked, her hot sultry breath close to my ear, grinding her ass against my turgid length.

I sat there stunned, and when I didn't respond, Salma took it upon herself to unbutton my shorts, slide them down to my knees and fish my straining boner out of my underwear.

My head was spinning as her well-manicured fingers stroked my thick pole, pre-cum already leaking out of the tip.

I began to quiver as she kissed my neck whilst she jerked me off. My arousal was surging towards its peak when Salma slid down my frame, kneeling in between my legs.

She pushed her long hair behind her to one side, opened her mouth and took my cock in deep.

"Ohhh fuckk!!" I exclaimed, this amazing Mexican stripper going to town on my dick with her delectable tongue and tender lips. I had my hand on the back of her head as it bobbed up and down at a quickening pace.

Without a word, the sucking and slurping stopped all of a sudden. Salma stood before me, and to my complete disbelief she slid the last piece of clothing down her strong shapely legs, so her pussy, with a trimmed tuft of dark hair was staring me in the face.

"We don't have much time, I have to go back on stage again soon. Join me on the bed, I'm dying to fuck.."

"Are you s-sure?" I stammered, fearing what could happen if the bar owners knew I was doing more than fooling around with their number one attraction.

"Sii... I'm so horny and I haven't had sex in months..."

With a burning desire and lust in her eyes, Salma turned, that picturesque behind of her swaying from side to side, soon lifted upwards as she bent down on the bed, making it clear she wanted me to take her from behind to kick things off.

Like a shot I was out of the chair, losing my shirt quickly and soon standing behind the horny stripper.
I took a hold of my cock, rubbing the spongy tip against her moist slimy folds a few times.

We grunted out loud together as I buried my entire length inside her incredibly wet cunt.

“Nghhh, fuck!  Que se siente increible!” she cried out, moaning in Spanish.

I ploughed my cock harder and harder inside of Salma, her ass rippling whenever my thighs smacked against her. I reached around to grab her huge tits as I railed into her, pinching the hard nubs that made her cry out more lustful phrases in Spanish.

Sweat poured off of my forehead and onto her back as I pummeled her from behind. She rubbed at her pussy and I occasionally felt her fingers against my sawing length that was drilling into her.

Before she could cum, I had her turn over, so she was laying on her back. Scooting back between her scrumptious-looking thighs, my cock was soon inside her again. This time around I got to see all her sexual expressions, her mouth was wide open when I was balls deep inside her.

I grabbed at her fleshy balloons whilst my thick girth pounded her lubricated hole, Salma having a loud orgasm in the midst of everything that was happening.

As her orgasm subsided, I slowed down my thrusts, wanting to know if there was still time left.

"Are you close?" she asked, knowing I hadn't cum yet.

"I was but I'll need to build things up again. Just need some inspiration".

Grabbing her tits, Salma pushed them together, then suggested.

"Then come up here and fuck my tits. I wanna feel you cum all over them".

It was without a doubt the hottest thing any woman had ever said to me, and just the inspiration I needed!

Positioning myself on her stomach, I groaned when I felt her soft jugs close around my cum soaked prick.
I began moving my hips quickly, seeing the head of my dick occasionally peek out from in between her huge cleavage.

"C'mon cum for me, cream all over me baby", she said, urging me on.

"Grrrr! Ahhh", I grunted, my cock spasming and unloading a torrent of hot white sperm in between her perfect chest and up to her neck. I grabbed my shaft and began beating it like it owed me money, spewing out a couple more ropes of seed, painting Salma's sizzling chest on her upper neck and just underneath her chin.

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Britney Spears



New York to Los Angeles, the overnight flight. I'd done this trip several times before for business.
But this was very much a trip for pleasure, a well-earned vacation.

Just like most single males who travel by plane alone, you always hope that you'd get a hot stunning female
that is seated right next to you. It's a luck of the draw really. But despite numerous flights back and forth across the country, it still hasn't happened as yet. I usually get the fat slob or the nun with the religious facts, or that annoying bastard kid with the nonchalant parent to suffer the flight with.

Once the doors closed and the pilot had made his opening speech, I breathed a sigh of relief. I didn't get the hot chick next to me, but I did have the two seats to the left of my window seat, completely vacated. At least I'd be able to lie on an angle when I decided to get some sleep.

But I knew I wouldn't be able to sleep on this flight, well not right away.
I managed to not see her when I boarded, but out of the front cabin, a gorgeous-looking blonde air hostess appeared from behind the curtain, walking down the aisle on the side of the plane I was sitting on.
She must have been one of the last to board the plane because there was no way in hell I would miss seeing a sexy dame like that.

The girl, probably in her early to mid-twenties, and like all the other hostesses, wore a silk retro blue dress.
Not just that, there was a lovely diamond shape cut out of the top to show off her lovely cleavage.
And the short dress showcased this girl's incredible legs, which looked even more drool-worthy when she walked away from me down the aisle.

I couldn't take my eyes off of her, especially when she stood only a meter or so from me during the pilot's "in case of an emergency evacuation" spiel. I couldn't help but notice her lovely eyes lock on mine a couple of times when she went through her rehearsed routine.

Like most passengers that fly frequently, I normally wouldn't bother watching or listening to the aircrew at this point, but the girl in front of me had my full attention. I looked in closely to see her name tag.

"Britney.." I said softly to myself.

With a sexy but noticeable smile in my direction, she turned to take her seat in the cabin in preparation for take off.
Once in the air, I couldn't wait to see her again. This was going to be one hell of a flight I thought to myself.

About a half-hour into the flight, the hostesses re-appeared and began to hand out the dinner menus so they could take orders for drinks. I barely could get out a word when Britney asked me what I'd like to drink. She had a southerner accent which sounded incredibly sexy coming from her lips.
Even if I'd had the charm or confidence to chat her up, it was unlikely that I would do so in front of the male hostess, who was helping her with the cart that they shifted down our side of the aircraft.

As I was seated in the window seat, the two seats next to me were the unoccupied ones. This I soon realised was an even bigger plus, because when she brought back my meal, she had to lean across to hand it to me, granting me a heavenly view of her luscious hanging cleavage.

I think she noticed my stunned stare but didn't seem to take offence. If anything, she giggled at the fixed expression on my face. I briefly saw her again when she came to collect my finished meal and drinks.

By the time the main movie was playing up on the big screen, it was about two o'clock in the morning New York time, and I found myself beginning to tire. The business class lights had been switched off, with the odd passenger's overhead lights switched on to help them read the novel or magazine that they'd brought on the flight.

A half-hour later, I was sound asleep, a pillow pressed up against the window with my head resting against it.
I was startled out of my slumber when the air hostess of my dreams shook me lightly by the shoulders.

"Sorry to wake you Sir, but, I need you to come up to the front cabin. There's something you forgot to sign when you checked in. Again, my apologies for waking you".

Her voice was so incredibly sweet and sincere, and I found it impossible to be pissed off that I was woken up from a deep sleep. I followed Britney down the aisle, shamelessly checking out those shapely legs and that tight little ass of hers in that skirt, despite my bleary eyes.

Once behind the curtain, to my surprise, she opened up the staff toilet door, pushing me inside of it and then joining me, before locking it behind her. It was a lot bigger than the usual cramped-up compartment that I'm used to when flying.

Before I could say a word, the gorgeous blonde threw off her hat and began passionately making out with me, pressing me up against a wall.

Damn, she smelled good. Her sweet intoxicating perfume only furthered her perfection. I suckled on her elegant neck, leaving the odd hickey on there, such was my desire for this insatiable woman. I spun her around, so her back was facing me. She teasingly rubbed her succulent ass up along my throbbing erection, making me moan out loud.

I pulled her towards me, clutching her soft supple breasts, Britney turned her face to one side, so we could start making out anew. As I squeezed her tits, she wiggled her ass against my stiff cock, and I knew it was only a matter of time before the foreplay was soon to cease.

"Oh God just fuck me!!" she moaned, reaching underneath her skirt to slide down her pink cotton panties, her underwear stretched as it was suspended just underneath her kneecaps. I lifted up her skirt, salivating at her shapely derriere as it was bent over before me, willing and ready.

In a flash I had my pants unbuckled, my boxers following them down to my ankles, and my steely member flying out.
I put a hand on the small of Britney's back, taking a good look at her hourglass hips as I pressed the head of my shaft against her wet sopping lips.

We both cried out as I plunged my cock inside of her hot little cunt, almost completely impaling her in one single thrust. Going by the feeling of how warm and incredibly wet she was, Britney must have been hungry for some cock ever since she boarded the plane. I didn't know why, and quite frankly, I didn't care either. I just thanked the heavens that she chose me of all people to join the mile-high club for the very first time.

"Ohh God harder!!" she begged me. I pumped my cock in faster, feeling her flawless buttocks smacking against me as I drilled her cunt relentlessly. Britney reached down to rub at her clit, clearly hoping the double stimulation would get her off quicker.

Like a bunch of fireworks exploding inside of her, I could feel Britney's inner walls begin to contract, her breathing in and out was faster, and her moans got increasingly louder.

"Oh my God, so good, cumming, yes!!" she screeched, gripping a railing on the wall tightly as she thrust her ass backwards against my member, which was lathered in her secretions.

I managed to stop myself from following suit, even though I could feel a tingle in my balls that alerted me to how close I was to blowing my load. Once Britney had recovered, she turned and guided me to the opposite side of the cubicle, sitting me down on the toilet seat. My cock stood upright, glistening in her juices, still as hard as a rock.

"By the way, you've got one great cock there", she said. Before I could thank her, she was on her knees, my slippery cock in her hand, stroking my pole with her red nail-painted fingers. Just her hand jerking me made my cock twitch.

I inhaled a deep breath when Britney took the head of my highly sensitive dick inside her glorious mouth, her pink lipstick-covered smackers sucking me so exquisitely. My eyes rolled into the back of my head as she took my cock in deeper and deeper, her blonde mane buried in my lap as she deepthroated me with relative ease.

It was only then I remembered that I'd been inside her saucy cunt just a few minutes earlier, the slutty hostess licking and sucking away her own juices. She was slurping on my rod so perfectly, squeezing my balls to no doubt help coax the milk out of me quicker. Britney looked up at me as she licked and lapped at the spongy tip, and with those sparkling brown eyes, all of this was sure to set me off.

"Miss, I think I'm close.." I heaved, warning her of the inevitable in the middle of her wondrous suckling.
She stopped, looked up at me, and spoke.

"Just don't get any of it on my dress.." she replied, stroking my cock and opening her mouth wide, inviting me to shoot my load inside of it.

I had to steady myself as I was going all weak, holding her shoulder with one hand as she beckoned me to cream in her mouth. Britney alternated between sucking on the tip, massaging it with her lips and licking the bubbling slit.
When she jerked my turgid length and rested the head of my shaft on the top of her moist tongue, I knew I was about to explode.

"Uhhh fuck!!!" I grunted, spurting multiple ropes of seed down Britney's throat, flooding her mouth in my salty juices.

I was moaning for what felt like forever as she jerked and sucked out every last drop from my completely drained balls.

"Mmmmmm. Yummy!" she smirked, licking her lips. She stood up and straightened out her uniform, not saying anything further to me as she headed for the exit. Discreetly looking outside to make sure the coast was clear, she casually stepped out, closing the door behind her.

Once I'd cleaned myself up and put my clothes back on, I soon headed back to my seat, not seeing Britney on my way there. It didn't take long for me to pass out when I got there, given how much more tired out I had become after what took place in the staff toilets.

Waking up as the plane arrived in Los Angeles, I quickly had to get myself together, as everyone else started filing out of the aircraft. I grabbed my hand luggage out of the overhead compartment, and made my way down the aisle, seemingly the last person to leave the plane.

As I approached the door to exit, there she was. I was a little nervous, wondering how she felt about the dirty escapade that took place in the middle of the night. But rather than mention it, all she said was,

"Goodbye Sir, have a nice day".

I nodded, a little confused, expecting her to say something entirely different. As I walked up the walkway to the entrance of the terminal, I began to wonder if I had just imagined the entire thing.

I turned around to see them about to close off the entrance to the aircraft. Britney locked eyes with me, 
giving me a sly wink, as if to thank me for what had happened overnight, several miles up above the earth.

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Heather Graham



Heather was being held captive in a hidden cave on Dr Evil's island, and two muscly guards watched over her as she slept.

Their arrival on the deserted island had not gone to plan, two of Dr Evils' henchmen taking her and Austin by surprise, jabbing them both in the neck with a drug, just as they arrived from the shore.

Austin was being held prisoner in Dr Evils' lair, and the pair separated, unaware of each other's whereabouts.

Heather was chained up by her wrists, her arms above her head, still wearing her white bikini. The sexy siren's golden blonde hair was still wet from swimming in the sea.
Her beautiful eyes fluttered open, waking after the drug that had been in her system, had finally worn off.

"Where am I??" she called out, moving side to side in the hope she could free herself from her shackles.

The two henchmen that were keeping a watch on her didn't react, ignoring Heather’s taunts, and claiming that Austin would save her.

"Please untie me and I'll make it worth your while.." she proposed, the older of the two men's ears pricking up.

Standing before her, his eyes washed over Heather's perfect figure. His conscience was telling him to resist her, knowing the huge payday he and the other guard would get if they simply watched her for a few hours.

But seeing her bound in chains and her taut stomach hollowing as she breathed in and out, the guard took the bait.

"How do you figure you do that?"

"Well, I've been known to shag very well.." she said very bluntly.

"I don't believe you... I've heard otherwise. Come to think of it, you've been described as crap in bed!"

He didn't want to believe it, but he had what he felt was a reliable source.

"Ahhh Fat Bastard right? Are you really going to believe someone who hasn't seen his dick since he was a child?"

By this time, the other guard had come over to see what was going on.

"Heather here reckons she's a great lay. Can't say that I'm at all convinced.."

"Well how would you know without sampling me for yourself?" she shot back.

"Look lady, we've got a job to do, there's nothing you can do or say to change our minds", the other guard said, speaking up for the first time.

"Well that's a shame because I was looking forward to taking you both on at the same time.." she replied with a sigh, looking away and secretly hoping she'd got to them.

"So, what are you suggesting?", the younger guard quizzically asked.

"How about all three of us have a little fun", Heather recommended with a seductive smile.

"I promise I'll make it worth your while. You can always chain me up later when we're done?"

Five minutes later...

With each guy on either side of her, Heather alternated between the two, making out with one whilst the other pawed and played with her ass and tits.

With her bikini top removed, her succulent breasts were free, the blonde bombshell's pink nipples stiff and inviting enough to be nibbled on.

The younger of the two licked and suckled on the hard nub, whilst the other dipped a hand inside her bikini bottoms to massage her warm wet slit.

Heather peeled away the last stitch of clothing, dropping her nude body down to her knees, marvelling at the two massive bulges in between each guard's legs.

She looked up at them with her bottomless blue eyes, stroking one thick cock whilst her moist pink lips blew the other.

The horny blonde changed over, cupping and fondling the younger guard's huge hairless balls, as the other used her face like she was a human sex doll.

Heather instructed one guard to lie down, so she could sit on his face, allowing him to eat out her moist cunt. The guy standing had his cock in between her supple breasts, tit-fucking her joyously and soon thrusting into her mouth at the same time.

When she was stimulated enough, the man that had performed oral on her was soon kneeling behind her, Heather's pert rear now in a presenting position. The younger male couldn't take any more teasing, wanting to more than sample Austin Powers' love interest.

"C'mon give it to me. You know you want to.." she begged as she looked over her shoulder to address him. Heather turned back to continue pleasuring the older male, licking and lapping her hard tongue against his ball bag.

"Ohhhh!!!" she sighed deeply as she felt her cunt walls stretched by the cock going into her from behind. His thick girth plunged in deep, the young man in heaven as he felt Heather's velvety walls milking his grateful shaft.

Heather continued sucking the older man's dick whilst taking the other inside her pussy, reaching down between her legs to rub her sensitive clit.

They soon changed positions, the blonde now riding the older man and sucking off her own juices from the dick of the younger of the two. Her makeup began to run and smear her pretty face, the heat of the intense threesome covering her entire body in a sheen of sweat.

Taking her mouth off of the standing man's shaft, she looked up at him with those fascinating blue eyes, and seductively suggested,

"Room for one more back here?", she said, bending over so her soft hanging breasts were rubbing against the older man's face.

The younger of the two took the hint, excitedly getting behind her as she spread her firm white cheeks, exposing her puckered little hole for him. Heather took some of her leaking juices to lather up her tight backdoor, dipping a finger inside before allowing him to proceed.

"C'mon, give me the double stuffing I deserve!" she begged, licking her lips which made his cock twitch.

Without hesitation, the younger man pressed the tip of his spongy head against her tight little asshole, grunting and wincing inwardly as he painfully prodded his cock inside of her ass.

"Grrr fuck!!" Heather exclaimed, feeling the wonders of being double penetrated, by two hunky guys at the same time.

The two guards were in sync with each other, ploughing into Heather's ass and pussy until she had nearly fifteen inches of cock spearing in and out of her stretched holes.

"Nnghhhh, I can't take much more!", the guy with his dick inside Heather's ass cried.

"Me either", said the other man, his face smothered by Heather's incredible tits.

"Take them out, I want you both to cream all over me!!"

On her knees again with both guys frantically stroking their cocks, Heather looked up at them, her mouth opens wide, pressing her huge boobs together. The younger of the two came first, showering her face and lips with multiple ropes of her warm seed.

The older male soon followed suit, glazing her incredible chest with an even bigger batch of his milky load.
Both men fell to the sandy ground, weak in the knees after dousing Heather in their man juice.

"Wow, you really do shag well by reputation", one of the two men uttered, his eyes hazy, not even looking at Heather as he spoke.

Unbeknownst to either man, Heather had found the syringe that they'd used to drug she and Austin with. She jabbed the older male in the neck, knocking him out. As the younger man tried to detain her, she was just that little bit quicker.

"Judo Chop!" the naked Heather shouted, striking him with her hand into one of his shoulders, the younger male joining the other guard, passed out on the ground.

Just like when she slept with Fat Bastard, Heather did what she had to. She put her clothes back on, retrieved the rest of her belongings,  and made her way out of the cave.

"Don't worry Austin, I'm on my way!"

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Natalie Portman



What a mess my life had become. Married only six months earlier, my soon-to-be ex walked out, confessing to an affair with a younger man.
Despite being a heart surgeon, on incredibly good money, and having given her everything a woman could ask for, she still had it off with another bloke.

I made my way to the most talked about strip club in town. I was a wreck and just hoped that the sight of several dancing, naked women added to as much alcohol that I could stomach, would take my mind off of things.

And that's when she appeared...

She gave me the same look I gave her like she knew who I was. I then realised that we had indeed met before, at one of my former partner's art exhibitions.

The petite stunner was currently on the main stage, wearing just a pair of light purple-coloured panties and a bra, looking even sexier in her high heels.

She wrapped her luscious legs around the metallic pole, rocking her perfect young body to a fairly recognisable R'n'B song. I needed her all to myself, so I didn't even hesitate to get my wallet out, soon waving a couple of hundred dollar bills in her direction to grab her attention.

Natalie, her name from what I remember, took my hand and led me to a private room, not saying a word or even acknowledging the fact that we knew each other. Or maybe she was playing mind games with me, seeing if I'd mention it first?
She was a good ten years younger than my ex-missus, and by far hotter.

"Money up front, and no touching, understand?" she said, as I handed over the money I had initially baited her with.

As she began to dance and wiggle her flawless ass in front of me, it was frustrating that she seemingly didn't remember who I was. It was definitely Natalie, you never forget a face like hers, her skin so perfect you'd think she was made of porcelain. I angrily threw more money at her, demanding that she expose to me her pretty pink cunt.

Natalie complied, sitting on the opposite side of the lounge, spreading her legs wide, and pulling to the side the front of her g-string so that her exquisite slit was exposed.

Despite the alcohol going to my head, it didn't deter me from the fact I was staring at the most perfect pussy I'd ever seen. Had she not been at the age she was, or a stripper, I would have thought she was still a virgin, having seen her exposed womanhood.

At that point, I knew I had to fuck her, but I knew it wasn't going to be easy to convince her. Even though Natalie continued to deny knowing me, I could tell she hated it when I brought up her boyfriend, who so foolishly left her for another. I found this out only recently when my ex-wife happen to bring it up in conversation just recently.

 I told her that we were both in denial, both in need of someone to break the other out of this funk.

"You don't know how much I want to touch you..." I said, my eyes only a few inches from her hypnotic swaying hips, her belly inviting enough to lick the drops of sweat off.

"You know the rules, Larry, look but don't touch".

So she did know who I was, as I hadn't mentioned my name at any point since I arrived here. Natalie turned away from me, knowing she had slipped up. I still wanted her, even more so as I gazed at her lovely ass, her g-string entrenched in between those succulent cheeks.

Truth is, I wanted her from the first time I laid eyes on her. But at the time I was courting my ex-partner. But now that she didn't want me, and Natalie's sissy bloke didn't want her, she was fair game. I may have been a sleaze bag or a pervert, but I have never committed adultery on any of my previous partners.

Even if I had to pay Natalie a ridiculous amount of money, then so be it. I really didn't care that she was just a tabletop dancing whore. She didn't care for my feelings, whereas I hoped to take my frustrations out on her. Not in a violent way, more like a purely sexual manner.
I wasn't anywhere close to thinking about another relationship, this was about one night of hopefully great sex, plain and simple.

Eventually, the lure of five thousand dollars for a night of her services was what it took to acquire young Natalie for the night. Once she had finished her shift, we made our way to my pad at around one o'clock in the morning, drinking wine, playing loud music and making out.

I soon had her laughing and enjoying being with me, even though she was getting paid really well for it. Things soon started to slow down, Natalie now stripped back down into the same bra and panties she wore at the club. She'd also removed her coloured wig so that her natural brunette hair hung down just above her shoulders. I felt her insatiable body as it rubbed against the hardness within my suit pants.

Before too long, I was lying on my comfortable bed, with no clothes on, Natalie in between my legs also shed of all her clothes.
She gave me incredible head, knowing where to lick me, when to use her lips to good effect, stroking my hard cock as she slurped on the tip of my turgid member. I almost felt guilty seeing her smudged lipstick as she blew me, as it slightly spoiled her gorgeous face.

Ever since seeing her hairless pussy in the club, I knew I wanted to taste it.
And given the fact I had the freedom to do whatever I wanted to her, I did exactly that.

Natalie whimpered like a little girl as my tongue stroked in between her swollen lips, lapping at her tangy essence. I used my thumbs to spread her pink flower, tongue fucking her until she was on the verge of an erotic climax.
Her legs flailed around in the air as I sucked on her clit whilst jamming two fingers up her teasing slutty orifice.

My cock was throbbing in my hand as I placed the head at her lubricated opening. I had pushed Natalie's limber legs up to either side of her head, so she was folded in half. She taunted me, knowing it would turn me on further, begging me to fuck her sopping cunt hole.

I groaned deeply as my shaft threaded inside her tight young pussy. Every fibre of my being wanted to hammer away like a horny rabbit, but I did the opposite. I wanted to savour this for a moment. I pushed just the head of my shaft in, then took it out again. I repeated this a few times, wanting to feel her moist inner walls envelop me over and over before I moved things along.

Natalie looked up at me with those innocent eyes as I picked up the pace, panting as I was soon driving into her balls deep. She was furiously rubbing her clit as I slammed into her relentlessly.

I had the stunning stripper ride me, working her ass upon me, shaking her hips in circles. I felt up her body to my heart's content, given I wasn't able to earlier under the watchful eye of the clubs' video security.
Natalie was practically doing all the work, as I just lay there enjoying the sight, her eyes closed, her mouth opening when she moaned, biting her bottom lip, rubbing at her small naked breasts and stiff brown nubs.

I hadn't promised her an orgasm, but she had already cum twice by the time I had her on all fours, where I salivated at being able to fuck her doggy style.

Now I was in full control, an animalistic nature was taking place as I slammed into her from behind, Natalie's deliciously tight round ass up, and her face pressed down against the mattress, softly moaning for me to drill her harder.

I gripped both of her firm cheeks, giving her the odd spank as my thighs slapped against her.
As she was rubbing her pussy, I could feel her fingers against my pistoning rod whilst I was fucking her. 

When she began caressing my swinging balls, I knew she wanted me to unload. I soon came, shooting my creamy load deep inside Natalie's warm wet chasm.

My time with her was certainly money well spent. Well, for now at least.

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Elisha Cuthbert



I was nervous. Heck, what guy wouldn't be? I'd been seeing Elisha for a few weeks now and even despite the fact she knew I'd found out she was a porn star, trying to quit the business, she still wanted to be with me.
She said it was because of the way I looked at her. Clearly different to how others had, treating her like she was a fresh piece of meat.

Only my best friend and I knew she was "Athena", her porn star name.
And given that I was still a virgin, I figured, who else better than Elisha to teach me the ways of great sex?

Once I discovered her past line of work, I was able to maintain a copy of one of her compilation DVDs. After an hour or so of watching, there really wasn't much this girl wouldn't do. Well, everything except anal, after one particular on-screen partner was a little too rough with her. This in turn caused her to decide against doing this ever again, as long as she was still doing adult films.

Despite only a couple of years in the porn industry, she had already built up quite a large following, especially after winning "The Best New Cummer" in her very first year.

She had already mastered the art of deep-throat, giving her on-screen male partners some quite exquisite blowjobs. At first, it was all too much to take in, given I'd just graduated from high school, turned eighteen and was now dating a former porn star!

I believed Elisha when she said she wanted a new career. If she'd told me that she was a secretary or worked in an ice cream parlour, I would've believed her. Having spent plenty of time with her, I wouldn't have picked her for a porn star.

And now I'd fallen for her big time. She had eyes that would make most guys melt. Lips that you could kiss for hours on end. And the kind of face that you'd want to wake up next to for the rest of your life.

But now that I'd seen her naked, fucking on film or performing the odd lesbian scene, I wanted to do more than just date her.

She hadn't gotten to the point where her body required work like most porn stars do. She had no need for breast or lip enhancements, an orange spray tan or a tramp stamp to speak of just yet. She was just a complete natural.

For me, Elisha was the cute girl next door, funny, easy going and spontaneous. She really awoke the adventurist inside of me, making me do crazy things I didn't dare do before I met her.

But underneath all that charm of hers was a tiger, waiting to be released and probably dying to show me her naughty side.

As Elisha and I walked past several motel room doors my heart began to beat incredibly fast. I was going to finally get laid.

Turning the key, we entered the seedy-looking motel room, a queen-sized bed which had a floral sheet cover and two side tables. The lighting in the room was surprisingly good, considering how cheap the room was, for a guy who barely worked twenty hours a week.

My attention was drawn to the laid-out figure on the bed. Elisha ran her fingers across the spread, looking at me with contained lust. Her silky blonde curls and adorable brown eyes was luring me closer towards the unknown.

I stood there shaking, moving my jacket zipper up and down, not sure whether to make the first move or not. I hadn't suggested sex to her beforehand, I just hoped she took the hint when I made the suggestion to get a room for the night, earlier that day. Surely she had, given sex was her expertise.

Elisha sat up on the bed and then onto her knees. She unbuttoned her blouse, sliding it off her petite young body, revealing a sexy red brassiere underneath.

"Wanna fuck me?" she asked so seductively.

I nodded. Well, that's at least what I think I did, given how mesmerised I was by this incredible blonde beauty and her teasing strip show.

Bending low, her lovely breasts hung down, swaying as she crawled along the bed toward me.
By this time she had loosened the string tie to her tight-looking pants, turning around and bending down on all fours, so her tight little derriere was presented for my more than stunned eyes.

"How do you want me?" she asked, sliding a hand over her hip, then down over her firm ass.

One thing I noticed was her voice had a slight stammer in it. Was it possible that a young woman with so much sexual experience could seemingly be just as nervous as I? Maybe because it was her first 'real' intimate moment with a guy who wasn't also doing this for fame or money.

"Umm, I'm not sure..." I replied to her question.

"Well... Let me help you decide then".

My eyes widened upon seeing Elisha push down her pants to the back of her knees, her firm white rear uncovered for my viewing pleasure. She was wearing a red coloured thong, which was riding up the crack of her ass, separating her succulent globes.

I could feel my penis hardening in my pants, certainly leaking pre-cum due to the mind-blowing strip show going on before me.
Elisha was now on the bed in just her underwear, beckoning me to move closer to her.

"Come here..."

She pulled me down upon her so that I was lying upon the scantily clad stunner, making out, moaning into my mouth and swirling her tongue against mine.

My head was spinning so much I didn't notice her slowly unbuttoning my top, sliding off my trousers, and leaving me wearing just a pair of boxer shorts.

Her perfume smelled so sweet around her neck and chest, forcing me to lick and suck in the scent.
I groaned inwardly when Elisha slipped a hand inside my trunks, grabbing my hard cock for the very first time.

"Did you masturbate this afternoon by any chance?" she asked, probably wanting my mind clear before this evening's events.

I had done so, filtering images in my mind from the porn skits of Elisha that I'd already seen, placing myself in the male role to help me get off quicker.

She removed my last piece of clothing, my stiff boner flipping out and into the open.

"Mmm, not bad, not bad at all..." Elisha said with a beaming smile, my seven-inch erect member taking her by surprise. It was nowhere near the biggest cock she'd ever seen (twelve for anyone interested to know), but it was more than a welcome sight for the blonde bombshell.

"Did you bring a condom?"

As this was our first time, she understandably wanted to take precautions, for my sake rather than hers.

Kneeling before me, she placed the rubber over the tip, rolling it down so it enveloped the mushroom-shaped head. To help further fill the prophylactic, Elisha tenderly began licking my balls whilst rolling the rubber down further, which only got me harder. It soon helped to fill every inner section of the protective shield around my stiff member.

Anxious to get started, she slid off her wet panties, her completely shaved cunt quite clearly ready for the moment, given how much her slit was glistening in her own juices.

Elisha hopped aboard, sitting on my bellend and rubbing it along her moist lips, before placing it at her opening.

I held my breath deep as I could feel the weight of her body upon my steely sword, her incredible pussy opened up to allow my cock to penetrate beyond her velvety folds.

Her mouth was open wide, eyebrows raised and eyes sparkling as she felt my cock delve inside of her for the first time.

She rocked upon me slowly, her slit and puffy lips looking pretty good for a woman who'd taken so much cock over the last couple of years.

Over the next half an hour, our bodies became more sweaty, the pace quickening as I'd become accustomed to my first-ever fuck. 
Just hearing her moan whilst she was gyrating upon me was better than watching any of her smutty x-rated films.

Having already removed her bra, Elisha's pert naked breasts and tiny pink nipples were there before me for the taking. I licked at her chest as she rubbed her hips against mine like she was desperate to get off as quickly as possible.

Before too long we were both sitting up, so we were face to face, her petite body feeling incredibly light upon my lap.
Elisha instructed for when I should keep still, especially when my cock was grazing against her sensitive g-spot.

With her smooth legs and arms wrapped around my body, we got a fluid motion going. The gorgeous ex-porn star seemingly enjoyed fucking me, being the dominant sex, despite my inexperience.

I could feel her sweaty ass rubbing against my thighs as she bounced upon me, holding on for dear life as she closed in on that much sort after climax.

"Oh yeah! Cum with me!!" she exclaimed, her cunt muscles milking my tool tightly which awakened the boiling lava of cum, deep within the pit of my balls.

We shared an unforgettable simultaneous orgasm, Elisha cumming a genuine flood on my cock and thighs as I ejaculated into the rubber.

Over the next few days and coming weeks, the sex only got better. As I mentioned earlier, Elisha had mastered the art of deepthroat during her short stint as a porn star. One particular afternoon she was in my room whilst I was trying to study for an exam at uni. To help me relax, she offered to go down on me. Licking her palm, she did this in order to help lube up my cock, stroking it to spread her saliva from tip to base.

Seeing her on her knees in my dorm room, taking all of my cock inside her tiny mouth and then begging me to plaster her pretty face with my cum is still the greatest ever thing that I have ever witnessed. And the thing is, it still happens quite often.

After six months of dating, Elisha finally gave the go-ahead for us to have sex without a condom, during a time when she was back on the pill.
Right away I could feel the difference whenever I slid my cock inside of her bareback, feeling those soft wet walls close around my rigid tool, the moistness of her cunt completely coating my cock in her girly juices.

And then the freedom to shoot my seed inside of her, or the odd occasion when we came at the same time, only showed how much better sex was without the aid of a rubber. I eventually became the more dominant sex in bed, especially revelling in the opportunity to take her from behind, pulling her hair and slapping her faultless derrière.

And then on my birthday, just when I thought things couldn't get any better, Elisha offered me her ass.

Knowing how well our relationship was going had made her really trusting of me. Which in turn made her willing to try it again after going so long without.

It was an incredible experience, albeit a difficult one the first time we tried.
Even though I'd thoroughly lubricated her hot little starfish up, she still felt incredibly tight, especially that very first time I slid my cock inside Elisha's heavenly ass.

I carefully listened to her instructions, taking things slow to begin within and later picking up the pace when she begged and wailed, "fuck my ass harder!"

She was doing all she could to make it easy on herself, rubbing her clit as my balls slapped against her pussy.

There's plenty more I could tell you about my experiences with Elisha, but that will have to be put on hold for another time..

[Cadeauxxx]

Absolutely loved these stories when I read them years ago. S grateful to read them again and have them here.

The Britney and Salma scenes are my favorite, but the Britney one especially. She is toxic and I'm slipping under, truly capturing the Primeney era!

[OMEGA15]

Holy shit, that was fucking awesome. I love the idea here and you used a lot of babes who are desperate for stories these days.

The Britney part was my favorite, but I liked all of them, especially Elisha, Salma and Heather Graham.

Heather was so hot back in the day and there was a time when everyone loved Elisha. Thanks for making me feel young again. 

[Viri]

These stories are wonderful. Every one of these ladies were definitely in their primes with the parts you chose.

It's hard to pick a favorite. I'm torn between Salma and Britney (Can't ever go wrong with Toxic, that was her PEAK), but will lean towards Salma. Her dance in Dusk Till Dawn is still one of the hottest things ever and you captured that magic perfectly.

[Starman]

All of these are highlights for every single one of these women.

I love the Natalie Portman one, always wanted to see a story based off that movie.

The Britney scene was great, count me in. Also loved Elisha and Salma's parts.

This is the first time I think I have ever seen Elizabeth Banks used in a story. I remember her being in a lot of stuff in the 2000s.

[MaxwellLord]

Great work. I used to be head over heels for Elisha.

[Jack]

Great to see Elisha making an appereance in a story

[TLMorgan]

 :)Elisha Cuthbert. Great story! I plan to feature a story with her one day.

[boxman]

Great stories. The Salma bit was my favorite, Dusk Till Dawn was so sexy. The scenes with Britney and Elisha were wonderful too.

In fact, ALL of these great. A true blast from the past with all these fine ladies.

[TLMorgan]

Now I wanna watch The Girl Next Door 

Fantastic stories!

[BlingBlingWarrior]

These are amazing epic stories. The Britney one is my favorite with Salma as a close second.

Great job 

[VSM14]

All of these stories are great. It's a cool idea to explore old themes with music videos and movies.

The Britney part was my favorite too. You should write a full story with her one day, I think you could nail her easily, and literally lol.