Interviewing... Rihanna

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Interviewing... Rihanna by Bonercreator69
Celeb(s) – Rihanna
Codes – MF, Masturbation, Oral, Anal, Piss
Originally posted on May 24, 2015 at CSSA

Disclaimer: This story is entirely fictitious and did NOT happen. It is fantasy only and fantasy is legal.

Taylor Swift had been an excellent first guest on Musician’s Mysteries: The Girls, not just for her in-depth, interesting answers, but mainly for the sex that had followed. However, I had high hopes that tonight’s show would follow a similar line, if not an even better one, with the amazing guest that was Rihanna. She had been the fantasy of many men across the globe, not just me, and now I would be interviewing her about anything I wanted, be it music or sex. It was like a dream come true.

I saw her walk into the studio as I was doing the pre-show rehearsal and knew then that this was going to be the hardest interview yet. Dressed in a skimpy top and skin-tight jeans, I did my best to not get a boner then, the crew knew nothing of the after-show encounters and recordings. Soon, the time was upon me to get on stage and film the show, the moment I’d been waiting for ever since the smoking hot Rihanna had walked in the studio.

The introduction went smoothly, and as Rihanna walked onto the show, I was forced to do a double take. She was hardly wearing anything, just a see-through dress that was definitely not appropriate for pre-watershed, which was a good job that we were post-9pm. As she sat down, I definitely saw a wink and a fidget so that I had a clear view of her panties.

“Wow, what an entrance. Welcome to Musician’s Mysteries: The Girls. If you didn’t see the last show, this is the show where I can dive deep into the lives of the world’s best female musicians without any barriers, leaving no stone unturned. Does that sound cool, Rihanna?”

“That sounds perfectly acceptable,” came the reply.

“Ok, let’s get started then. The main thing people want to know about with you, Rihanna, is your relationship with Chris Brown. Can you give us a quick summary of the good and the bad?”

“Well, I guess the things that people don’t know is that there was a time when Chris and I were happy, but things just took a turn for the worse, escalated and became a massive media story,” she replied, clearly struggling. “We still talk but after what happened, there was never any real chance of anything serious happening again.”

“So, is it true that you’re now single?”

“Yeah, I’m kinda looking for a relationship though. I just love the intimacy and commitment of being in a relationship.”

“Well, you certainly going about it the right way, with all the Instagram photos and videos, most of which are incredibly sexy. Is that the aim of them or do you just like taking them?”

“It’s a combination of the two, I guess!” the Barbadian beauty answered. “I love taking sexy photos and all my music videos tend to be a bit risky so that’s just the way I am. I love living life on the edge.”

“Does living life on the edge include any unique sexual experiences or activities?”

“Taylor wasn’t kidding when she said you asked anything,” she winked at me, moving in her seat to show me more off her female area off camera. “Well yeah, obviously, I think every girl has had one or other sexual experience that is totally unique but I’ve had my fair share. The thing is, I prefer more risky, kinky situations when I have sex.”

“By risky and kinky, you mean??” I asked, already knowing where this was going.

“I mean, that a bit of bondage never hurt anyone. Risky places, roleplays, awkward situations, time limits, I like that kind of stuff. It makes it more passionate, I think, and obviously it’s damn hot for both the guy and the girl.”

“So give us an example of one of each of those things?” I asked, watching as I started to see a damp patch appear on the panties in front of me.

“Ok well your bondage is your average blindfold and stuff like that,” she replied, enjoying the direction the conversation was headed. “But I’ve had sex in risky places such as in an elevator, on a hotel balcony. The roleplays tend to be more for the guy, but I’ve done teacher and slave and as for awkward situations and time limits, I’ve fucked guys with people in the house and right after one of them split up with their ex.”

“Taylor Swift said she always takes vibrators, dildos and porn with her on tour, are you similar?” I asked, my cock finally starting to grow.

“Oh god yeah, my tour bus is full of them.” she answered, laughing. “I’ve got one whole cupboard for my porn stash, it keeps me going late at night before bed. I always have a quick session before I go on stage and straight after.”

“Well, unfortunately, we’re running out of time, so we’ve got a double question to finish on. What type of porn’s your favourite, and how many times a week do you watch it?”

“I love all porn,” she said with a smile, “but my favourite has to be the incest stuff, it just seems to turn me on. Plus the risky stuff. As for how many times, it depends, but usually I try and make time for two or three movies a day.”

“Well, there’s a revelation to finish on. Thanks very much for the show Rihanna, it’s been eye-opening. Join me next time when all the members of the Saturdays will be on this very sofa. See you next time.”

As soon as the cameras stopped rolling, Rihanna winked at me and licked her lips, looking in the direction of my now erect cock. How would I escape the post-show meeting I had to attend to fuck Rihanna?

“I really enjoyed that, and I’d love to chat more later,” I said, trying to sound apologetic. “But I’ve got to go to a meeting now and I don’t know how long it will last.”

“Well, that’s a shame, I was watching your cock grow all through the show,” she replied, looking disappointed. “If you’re not too long you might be able to have some fun.”

Walking as fast as I could, determined to get this meeting over and done with, I came up with a plan.

Ten minutes later, I was free of the meeting, having found the perfect excuse of I didn’t lock up the studio, and had assured the rest of the people that I would read the minutes first thing in the morning. Making my way back to the studio, my cock started to grow as I realised what could be about to happen. When I reached the main studio, this rising cock started to rise quicker.

Playing on three separate screens behind the sofas were three different kinds of porn. The first was my previous encounter with Taylor Swift, the second the fucking with Jessica Alba and Megan Fox and the final one was the Holly Willoughby, Fearne Cotton bang. And there lying on the sofa watching them all, completely naked, fingers in her pussy, was Rihanna. It was a joy to watch the Barbadian beauty slip her fingers in and out of her pussy as she watched my encounters with the other celebrities and almost as an instinct, I felt myself unzipping my suit and naturally starting to jerk my cock. It wasn’t long before the moans of Rihanna started to drown out the moans from the big screens. As I watched on, the singer had four fingers in her pussy, while she played with her ass using her thumb, and all the while moaning and gasping louder and louder. I couldn’t hold it back myself and soon I too was nearing the point of ejaculation, and as the beauty reached her orgasm, I stepped forward into the light and moved in the direction of the singer. Still jerking my cock, I moved into position and exploded onto the singer’s face, where she lapped it up, still recovering from her own awesome orgasm.

“You managed to get away then,” she smiled, licking up the juice on her face. “I was hoping you’d catch me…”

“I see, you found my tapes then…” I replied, equally smiling.

“Yeah, fancy adding to the collection?” she asked, before sitting up and grabbing hold of my cock, and working it with her hands. She jerked it slowly to start before bringing her mouth down to help the process, the beauty sucking on my cock and balls, as the videos continued to play behind her. Her pace quickened as I ran my fingers through her hair, watching the videos above me, remembering moments gone by whilst enjoying the current one. Soon, the mixed race beauty was deepthroating my cock, bringing me closer to climax by the second, as she used her hands to cup my balls. The climax was soon upon me and I was squirting my load into Rihanna’s mouth, filling her up, forcing her to swallow as more kept coming. Finally, I withdrew my cock and Rihanna relaxed on the sofa, exhausted from the hard work of working my cock.

Not letting the Barbadian finish there, I lifted myself up and found my face level with her pussy, an easy way of getting my cock back up to it’s full size. Beginning my tongue assault on the clitoris of Rihanna, I brought my hands round to that perfect ass and began to squeeze, working the muscles. Licking and sucking as fast as I could to bring her to orgasm, I felt her hands guide mine to her tits and her nipples, and I began to play as the moans started to increase in volume.

“FUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK,” the singer screamed, as she arched her back and began to flow juices into my mouth, which was still licking and sucking on that clitoris. “FUUUUUCCCCCCKKKKKK, God that’s good, oh yeah, that was amazing.”

Finally bringing my mouth away from the pussy of Rihanna, I smiled in agreement. Standing up, I pulled her towards my now hard-again cock ready to finally fuck the woman I’d fantasized over for a while. However, just at that moment, I felt something.

“Oh shit, I’ve got to pee,” I yelped, moving away from the sofa, searching in vain for the nearest loos. “I’ll be back in a minute.”

“Oh no you don’t,” she said, grabbing hold of my arm and pulling me back. “I watched the Jessica and Megan video, you piss all over me just like you did to them. I like the kinky stuff, remember?”

With my cock now desperate to piss, there was no arguments, and I directed my shaft over the singer as I finally let go of the build-up of urine. She directed me to piss all over her body and I duly obliged, giving a golden shower to Rihanna, as she took the last few drops in her mouth. With my piss finished, she rubbed her body, licked her hands and grinned at me.

“That was the kinkiest thing I’ve ever done,” she said. “Now why don’t you fuck me like you were going to before you needed to piss.”

I needed no second invitation to fuck the pop star and guided my cock to the entrance of her pussy. There, I slowly inserted my shaft into the waiting vagina and began to thrust back and forth, fitting the whole cock in. Eventually, Rihanna’s pussy was full and I could begin to really fuck her, varying the pace from extremely fast one second to slow the next, trying not only to bring her to orgasm but to bring myself to one too. Suddenly, her fingers had moved down and past my cock and towards her ass, where she laid them to rest pushing two inside her, once more the moans growing louder.

“OH YEAH, FUCK MY PUSSY WHILE I FINGER MY ASS!” she screamed, bringing herself to climax. “FUCK ME HARDER! THAT’S RIGHT, MAKE ME FEEL LIKE THE ONLY GIRL IN THE WORLD. BE MY RUDE BOY! MAKE ME CUM! FUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKKKKK!!!! SHIIIIIIIITTTTTT!”

The increased noise seemed to confirm that I’d done my job and she guided my cock out of her pussy and towards her ass. Just as I was at the point of penetration, we heard a noise coming from the far end of the studio.

“Ok, you’ve got to fuck me, cum in my ass and we’ve got to be out of here before that guy comes.” she instructed me.

Rising to the challenge, I pushed my cock inside the singer’s ass and grabbed hold of her hair as I thrust harder and faster than ever before. The footsteps were growing louder as I felt myself about to cum and exploded in her ass, all the while nervous about being caught. As soon as I was finished, I pulled out and grabbed the remote, stopping the ongoing porn and the recording camera and grabbed my clothes, as did Rihanna, and we pegged it out the back door just as the security guard rounded the corner. That was a close shave.