So this is Part 3, finally. I first planned on this being the last part of the finished story, but it grew and grew as I wrote it. It was supposed to be the entire day from Taylor's perspective but ended up being just their adventures right after waking up. Taylor is once more joined by Karen Fukuhara who gets a larger role in this chapter, arguably the leading role.
Warning: This chapter shifts the content severely in some parts, displaying acts of female domination, male humiliation and denial. It also pairs a male more on the ugly side with these gorgeous celebs which is something I often enjoy due to the contrast. So if that is not your cup of tea or you dislike it to the point where it sours your enjoyment of the story as a whole, please be warned and maybe consider skipping this one. That said, the last third of the story goes back to the usual tales about guys using our lovely girls. Consider going there to maybe get a kick or two out of all this nonsense I wrote up.
I hope you find something enjoyable here!
I will hopefully manage to finish this story with a 4th part, though I still have two definite scenes in mind that need to be done before the end. Maybe I can get them into the upcoming part together.
- SnackCelebs: Taylor Swift, Karen Fukuhara
Kinks: MF, MFF, Mdom, Femdom, Denial, Male Chastity, Humiliation, Premature Ejaculation, Cuckolding
Part 3 - Early Riser
Time melted away as Karen and Taylor got to know each other the evening before. Soon the window showed a clear night-sky, the lights of the city sadly preventing much of the firmament to show, which Taylor clearly remembered thinking when she was on her back, glancing upwards, with Karen between her thighs, putting her tongue to excellent use. First the actress helped Taylor catch up on those mandatory, pre-sleep orgasms and then they were just having fun, pilfering the toy-box and trying out a whole slew of sexual playthings, sharing this lust with each other.
After a while many other guests arrived, taking their rooms and getting to work on their mandatory orgasms as well. The whole floor of the hotel was an absolute mess of moans drifting far and wide, interrupted by grunts of those men who were spending their night meeting one or entire groups of those freely fuckable celebs with a green bracelet around their wrist, as well as orgasmic screams of some girls who found their climax and yelled out those liberating expletives of adult bliss. It was a cacophony and only made Taylor and Karen more eager to just swim on this wave of communal arousal that has enveloped everyone in their vicinity. It was a unique, unparalleled experience and Taylor was glad to have come, even if it was just for this very evening of self-afflicted lust.
Weary and smiling they finally fell asleep completely naked, their asses still plugged, holding onto each other with Karen being Taylor's little spoon in the bed. And that is how they were found by Liam Sterling, a four-year veteran of this hotel's workforce. He was in his early 30s but could easily be mistaken for someone ten years older, his hairline receding quickly and his figure shaped by sugary soft-drinks the corn-starch rich diet of those who rarely cook themselves. He wasn't morbidly obese but definitely overweight. The cleaning staff uniform he wore came in a variety of sizes, yet it seemed that all the ones he tried looked ill-fitting on him, so he just picked the larger one that was available, enjoying the loose fit for the extra comfort.
A man like Liam did not have many tales to tell of his erotic life, and ever since he was part of the workforce during this special time of the year, the things he had taken part in with girls wearing their green bracelets easily accounted for 75% of his entire erotic experiences. Naturally he was still required to perform his tasks as a staffer, and his bosses were quick to weed out those who couldn't handle working around some of the world's sexiest celebrities while they were sexually freely available to those around them. You had to really pick the girls you wanted to be with, he found, and spend your 15 minute break with them. If you could last as long, that is, which always turned out to be the limiting factor for him.
This year he had been very deliberate in his choices. He had walked around with an erection all day, cleaning up the messes in the hallway on floor 27, heading into some of the rooms that were in visible disarray to clean, working around the pretty and usually nude sleepers. He even volunteered to work with Mitchell Trebins to guarantee the morning shift on floor 27, a fellow employee of the cleaning staff who was five years younger than him, visibly fit, though also a bully and a huge asshole, always giving him a hard time.
The lack of doors was actually pretty helpful in getting a drive-by view of just how messy the rooms had become. All you had to do was tune out those supermodel-sexy and naked bodies of sleeping guests lying in the bed in their post-orgasmic dreams. Of course Mitchell had less self-control than Liam and just headed into one of the rooms where Lili Reinhart had just woken up, kissing her urgently and then turning her around, bending her over the couch and fucking her relentlessly. The sound of their sexual exploits still drifted through the hallway to Liam.
The 30 year old had his fill of cleaning up puddles of bodily fluids or the shards of broken vases that landed on the ground after someone was fucked against a nightstand. His break was coming up and while Mitchell may have used it on the first inviting piece of ass he came across, Liam knew exactly how to spend it.
He hesitated in the doorway to Taylor's room, just watching the naked, leggy popstar sleep with the Asian in her arms that Liam did not recognize.
This was her.
This was his dream woman. Sure, he had worked this event before. He fucked girls who were so far out of his league that he would have been invisible to them in their daily lives. Well, fucked them very briefly at least until his premature orgasm caught up with him. But Taylor?
She was roughly around his age and for as long as he could remember he saw her as female perfection. Ever since he was aware of her as the 18 year old Country-Pop sensation she had been on his mind when he was alone in bed and touching himself. He collected her pictures and talked to perverts online about all the ways she was a bad, bad girl. And here she was, three steps away from him, completely naked and with the scent of her orgasm still lingering in the air. He must have cum dozens of times to her. Hundreds.
"Fuck, fuck, fuck..." he whispered under his breath as a bout of performance anxiety threatened to overwhelm him. No, not this time. He had to make this count, he just had to be able to last a little longer with her!
Liam took a deep breath and straightened his ill-fitting uniform, slowly entering the room. His steps were deliberate and towards the bed in the center of the room, yet the expression on his face was weary and insecure. The closer he came the more rich the feminine smell around the two gorgeous dreamers, the better he could make out Taylor's tall, lanky, long-limbed shape. His eyes followed the sensual line from her shoulder over her bare chest, dipping down into her waist only to rise up into the almost sexual swell of her hips that then gave way to her plump, bare ass-cheeks and those famously toned thighs.
He swallowed and then lifted his hand, hesitating. The rules during this event were pretty clear and if he wanted he could just wake her by ramming his cock right into her pussy. He could do it too! The way they laid there on their sides, legs pulled up, Taylor's pussy was exposed and the glistening jewel of her butt-plug was clearly visible between her cheeks. That wasn't him though. He guessed that yes, he wanted to fuck this girl that was just so obviously not in his class, but he didn't want to be an asshole about it. So he started to grope her butt and her upper thighs, slowly trying to wake her up.
Well, he didn't want to be a huge asshole about it. Waking her up to get his dick in her was totally in the cards!
"Taylor?" he asked timidly, his voice low, "Taylor Swift?"
Briefly he followed that familiar path into self-loathing for adding her last name. Yeah, right... Lots of Taylors here, he just had to make sure.
But then even that self-pity had no place in his head anymore since the Queen stirred and Taylor gave him a tired look from half-lidded blue eyes.
"Ugh, hmm?" she made, looking first at him and then around to recognize her surroundings.
Just feeling her eyes on him was incredible. He had masturbate to her so many times. Hundreds of pathetic, hand-humping climaxes that ended up in a tissue. But now the real thing was in his hand! He gave her ass another squeeze.
"I was just wondering if I could fuck you, Taylor?" he asked with what he thought was a polite smile.
The blonde raised her brows and the furrowed them and for a moment it seemed as if she seemed confused, caught between dream and reality. "What?"
He lifted his wrists and tapped it. "Green light. Remember?"
Taylor took a few seconds to understand and then lifted her own hand above her head, looking at the bracelet with the green light. All the things that happened last night came back to her and she understood now. She smiled as she hugged her arms around Karen, softly kissing the top of her head, smelling her own scent on those black tresses. Yeah, the actress had gotten rather intimately close to her the night before. From further away the sounds of sex drifted to them, flesh slapping against flesh. Someone was getting fucked and she was not quiet about it, moaning out her lust and admitting loudly to being: "A tight little fuckdoll! Oh yes, harder! Fuck that ass, baby!" She had no idea it was Lili Reinhart.
A lot more cognizance was in her blue eyes now as she lifted her head from the sheets and glanced up and down the fairly unsightly cleaning staffer with his hand on her ass. The blonde nodded.
"Yeah, sure I guess..." she said in her morning voice, "Let me just get up and you can..."
He shook his head, giving her that same polite smile. "No need! I can just do it like this, wouldn't be a bother at all. You can lay down and just relax, I will be done super quick." His voice was hurried and overly excited, trying to make a good impression.
Taylor let out a soft chuckle and gave him a one-shoulder shrug. "Sure, suit yourself." She plopped her head down into the pillow and sighed contently as she kissed Karen's neck.
Liam's finger dipped from her ass and over her pussy, making the pop-star wiggle her hips invitingly. She was still a little sore from the night before and it looked like he hadn't exactly made her wet with his bed-side talk, but he had a solution for that as well. Like a man who had locked himself out of his apartment and now hunted for his keys he patted over his pockets, finally finding that small plastic bottle of lube in the inside-pocket of his jacket. With shaky hands he undid his belt and then felt his slightly too large pants drop right around his ankles. He got out his cock and let some of the lube drip on it, using his hand to spread it around.
His dick was actually quite average, perhaps 5 inches in length, but the fact that he was on the heavier side made his gut hang over it, letting it appear a fair deal smaller. Another squirt of lube on his fingertips and he reached out to spread it over Taylor's pink, puffy outer folds, feeling his digits slither over the absolutely supple opening and slide easily down into her heated inside. He swallowed as he pushed one finger in and softly spread the lube there as well. Taylor let out a tired little moan and Liam felt his dick twitch three times. He clenched his jaw and scolded himself internally to fucking pace himself.
He put the lube away and knelt down on the bed. His heavy weight that in its sum was more than Taylor and Karen brought onto a scale together made the bed creak and lower down into a valley.
"Okay, okay, okay, okay..." he whispered more to himself than to her, "You can do this. Easy. Just take your time."
One of his hands was on the side of Taylor's ass, pushing her body up just a little bit, the other was around the base of his cock. It was so stiff and slippery that he lost grip of it and felt it slap up against his belly. He winced and let out a grunt but then aimed himself at Taylor's now glistening and inviting pussy again. The fleshy head of his dick pushed through and separated the outer folds, but in this awkward angle since Tay laid on her side he had to poke around a little until he finally found what he was going for. But when he found it he slowly pushed forward, fully aware that the singer would probably not be at the height of her arousal right now, so he went slowly, pushing forward one inch, then back, then one inch more inside, then back again, always feeling for any resistance, any sign of discomfort from the blonde.
"Mmhh..." Taylor purred, her head still laying on the sheets but he could see the smile on her lips, "Quite a way to wake up."
Liam swallowed, unable to believe that this moment actually happened and wasn't just a dream. His hips moved back and forth slowly until her butt pressed against his stomach and prevented further entry. Not that more was necessary. He was writhing in pleasure, feeling the tight inner walls of Taylor surround him. It was pure pleasure, pure bliss. He clenched his eyes shut and then stared up to the ceiling, pleading with himself to hold out, to make it last.
Tay didn't moan out, but her breathing became unsteady, sometimes forcing her to gasp-inhale. He was not gifted with a large cock, and he was also clumsy and overly hesitant in the way he fucked her, but the physical sensations were still there, and after all the time spent cumming last night she was receptive enough to make any stimulation of her pussy feel amazing. And even these subtle, small signs of her arousal were enough to rock Liam's world.
As the bed creaked under Liam's heavy-bodied thrusts and the soft sounds of his belly meeting Taylor's ass could be heard someone else started to stir. Karen squirmed in Taylor's arms, emerging from the fog of sleep and blinking her eyes against the early morning sun a few times. Soon she recognized the movement of the bed and the sound of flesh against flesh and she lifted her head, looking back at Taylor who was glancing down on her with a soft smile and the faint cloudy veil of arousal in her eyes.
"Morning," Tay greeted her, kissing her cheek.
"Hey," Karen replied and then squirmed out of Taylor's embrace to glance back curiously. She looked at the huge guy on their bed fucking her new friend and their eyes met. "Whoops! Hey there to you too!" she purred, her voice still sounding sleepy but definitely more chipper and upbeat than Taylor's at this hour.
The naked actress got up on her knees and turned to Liam, her hands on Taylor's body, one hand squeezing her nipple until the blonde winced and the other groping her thighs. "Looks like you two are getting up to some fun without me," the short girl said with a grin. She leaned in and planted her chin on Taylor's thigh, her face now only inches away from the spot where Liam slapped against the pop-star in an unsteady, clumsy, not very deep penetration.
"Mind if I lick you were you fuck?" she asked towards Liam, though the casual tone with which she said it was more akin to someone asking if this chair was taken.
"I- I don't know..." Liam stammered.
"Yeah, go for it!" encouraged Taylor at the same time, lifting one of her legs at an angle so her pussy was accessible to her room-mate. This pose meant that Liam could push into her in an even more shallow penetration. He was perhaps two inches deep inside her now, making for a very awkward little wiggle of his hips rather than full thrusts.
Karen grinned and went for it, getting on all fours with her plugged ass up in the air and her mouth between Taylor's thighs. Liam closed his eyes and shook his head. This was too much! They were too hot!
When the other girl's tongue slithered from Taylor's clitoris down to her stretched opening and then over his shaft he had to stop even with his shallow thrusts. He gasped sharply. Karen mistook his pausing for an invitation to give him more dedicated oral attention, forming a ring with her fingers around the base of his cock and pushed back, making him drop from Taylor's pussy. She engulfed his average dick with her warm mouth and let her tongue explore its veiny surface. But then her previously so eager eyes suddenly frowned with a mix of surprise and curiosity.
Liam couldn't handle it. This was the moment, he was sure of it, he would just cum. Not only was his dick in his favorite celeb of all time, the one woman he had fantasized more about than any other, it was also sucked by this very pretty girl who also was so far out of his class that she shouldn't even exist around someone like him. But suddenly Karen stopped sucking him, her tongue still, the grip of her fingers around the base of his cock tightening vice-like.
"Hey!" the Asian denounced as she spat his dick out, "He almost came!" She had to giggle at that, asking towards Taylor: "Have you guys been going for a while?"
Taylor's eyes sparkled with amusement and she shook her head. "Not even a minute," she stated and Liam swallowed and felt that urgent need to cum subside due to his shame. It felt weird! Seeing these two girls who were so very much out of his league exchange an amused look while Karen's hand was still keeping him in her firm grip. He was supposed to be the one in control, he was supposed to enjoy them!
"No, I am fine," he defended himself, using his hand to peel Karen's fingers off his dick, "I can keep going, it was just that I didn't expect you to suck me, okay?"
The actress pouted a little bit when her hand came loose, but she shrugged at his statements. "Well, maybe." She retreated a little bit, placing her chin on top of Taylor's hip, glancing down to her ass. "Go on then," she invited Liam, "Put it in again! No licking this time, I swear."
The staffer swallowed and glanced down, seeing Taylor prop herself up on one elbow, looking back at him and Karen looking up, right above the singer's so incredibly inviting and lube-shiny pussy. Two pairs of eyes mustering him expectantly. His cock twitched in his hands and he felt the anxiety of failing, of cumming too quickly come over him like so often before. But today could be different! He already managed to be inside her for a good long while. He just had to pace himself.
Liam stepped up and let his annoyance about the subtle smirks he saw in Taylor's as well as Karen's lips air out by spanking the blonde's ass, making her wince and bite her grinning lip. She seemed to like that. The Asian chuckled. "Yeah that's it! Show that little slut who's boss!" she encouraged their new playmate. The dirty talk made his cock twitch three times in a row and he touched it very gingerly to align it with Taylor's pussy yet again.
The bed creaked under his weight as he pushed his hips forward and then he felt the warm, wet embrace of that divine, high-class cunt again. Slowly he pushed deeper, all the way until his stomach prevented a deeper penetration, then back again and slowly forward, more quickly this time. A little shake went through Taylor's body at the impact and the hottest thing about it was that she seemed to react to his cock in her, she seemed to enjoy it, eyes closing, lips pressed to a thin line as she let out a stifled moan.
It encouraged him to go harder, to give her more of that feeling, finding a rhythm, building up a pace, his stomach meeting her lovely, pert ass with a 'slap!-slap!-slap!' sound.
And then suddenly he had to stop, his dick half-way inside of Taylor, his hands tense on her ass, his eyes clenched shut.
"What's going on?" Karen asked in an innocent sing-song voice, "Just a little pause?" He looked down at her, seeing that gloating smile. "Or maybe you almost blew your load again? This must be a new record though, I counted up to 13 seconds, that's the time you could last fucking Tay!" The blonde giggled at that from beside her and Liam could actually feel the giggles inside of her pussy, his cock twitching, painfully close to a climax.
There was effort and strain on his face as he did all he could to hold on when he very slowly and gently pulled out of the world-famous singer, slouching in disappointment as his cock finally came free and bounced up and down his waist as if it protested being denied that relief of orgasm yet again for the second time in quick succession. He held his cock in a careful grip and glanced over to the grinning girls with trepidation in his eyes.
Taylor had gotten more interested in this little distraction as well now and she got up from her position lying on the side, kneeling on the bed next to Karen. Even with both of them on their knees she was a whole head taller than the dark-haired beauty.
"So?" Karen asked cockily, "What are we gonna do about this little problem of yours?" She lifted her brows, still smiling, "'Cause it does seem to be a pretty persistent issue for what it's worth. Any more excuses to make?"
He shook his head and gave them an apologetic look, defensively lifting the hand that did not hold his cock. "It must be that it's Taylor, I guess," he suggested, "I am, well, I guess a fan?" The blonde gave him a wink and blew him a kiss before giving Karen a much steamier kiss on the cheek, "At least in the sexual fantasy sense? I mean, it's probably just all those erotic dreams catching up with me and when I do it I just can't hold back."
Almost immediately Taylor's eyes lit up. "Hey! Don't worry too much about it! We're not really passing judgment or anything. Just having a bit of fun. Just some friendly teasing. And it does seem to me like you don't mind." Her finger made a squirmy, pointing gesture towards his crotch, "Each time my friend here mocks you I can see that eager worm make an excited dance for her. I could even feel it when it was in me." She paused and then added: "Briefly anyway." Which again caused his dick to jump in his hand, much to Karen's and Taylor's amusement.
"But if it's Taylor then maybe we can deal with that," Karen helpfully put forth. With eager movements she crawled around on the bed, turning her back to Liam, face down in the sheets, ass up, swaying her hips invitingly from side to side. He had to admit the view was amazing. Her pussy was pink and looked incredibly soft. And in contrast to Taylor she was definitely wet already. Maybe teasing him was some sort of turn-on to her?
"God yes..." Liam whimpered, stepping up to that ass shaking for him. He let his hand slide over the round, soft skin and then came down on it with a firm spank, luring a gasp and then a giggle from Karen.
Taylor was kneeling on the bed beside her, watching with wide blue eyes, full of curiosity and delight. He noticed that her hand had slipped between her legs and her fingertips danced lightly around the little nub of her clitoris. "Go get her, tiger," she encouraged him with only a hint of a taunt in her voice, "I am rooting for you."
Liam swallowed and nodded his head, looking like a man about to perform a chore rather than someone who got to stick his cock into an astonishingly beautiful girl. He aligned his cock with Karen's pussy and then navigated his tip to her folds, moving it up and down and pushing forward with his hips a little to find the opening. And when he found it both of his hands grabbed her heart-shaped ass-cheeks.
The moment he thrust forward the short but stunning Asian said in a matter of fact tone of voice, seemingly unbothered by that dick pushing into her: "One... Two... Three..."
Taylor couldn't contain her giggle but held a hand over her mouth. "You are the
worst, Karen!" she accused the actress.
The staffer with his uniform pants around his ankles pushed into Karen's pussy and he could barely contain himself. Already he started to pace his thrusts, to deliberately keep them shallow.
"Four... Five... Six... Seven..."
"Wait! Wait!" Liam pleaded, coming to a stop. He felt his cock twitch violently in Karen's pussy and a hoarse little grunt tumbled from his mouth. The look on his face was one of panic. Quickly he pulled out of the girl and for a moment he thought it was too late, but then his quickly throbbing cock made one more big twitch, leaking just a small droplet of precum.
Both Karen and Taylor could not contain their laughter then, the actress giggling out loudly while the blonde at least held a hand in front of her mouth, feeling kind of bad to laugh this much at a self-professed fan.
"Seven seconds!" Karen laughed triumphantly, getting up on her knees and hugging Taylor to exchange a quick kiss with her. "Last time I checked it was 13 seconds for you. So I got him to the edge way faster!"
Taylor rolled her eyes and shrugged. "That's just because he is hanging on by a thread because I am around. You see the look in his eyes when he stares at me? That boy
loves me. Like, flesh-lust cum-all-over-himself loves me."
During their playfully competitive and somewhat hurtful banter Liam just focused on his breathing, glancing down to his cock that was brimming with hardness, just begging for release. He barely dared touch it now. All he need was a moment to cool off.
Karen was very much interested in his dick, turning around on the bed to face him, her eyes just inches away from his crotch. She glanced up to him. "What's the matter, stud?" she asked, "Still out of your mind because Taylor is here?" Mischief sparkled in her soulful, dark eyes, "Maybe we can last a little longer if she steps outside? Just a moment. I would love to see you make it past ten seconds for me too. You think you can do that?" She glanced back and forth between Taylor and Liam, directing her questions to both of them.
Taylor shrugged and pouted. "I mean... This has been pretty fun and I'd love to see the end of it." She glanced at Liam and pursed her lips. "You think you will be able to last if I wasn't around? Just for a bit?"
Karen nodded and perked up. "How about this? You last in me for 30 seconds and Taylor will suck your cock. All they way to completion. Wouldn't that be nice? Your dream girl? The one you fantasize about so, so much? And all you have to do is just make sure your little mister between your legs does his job for 30 friggin' seconds. If you like I can count silently this time. Something tells me that it pushed your buttons a little bit when I did it loudly. One of those guys, huh?" She grinned and scrunched up her nose and the mix of feisty teasing and honest playful flirting in her voice and demeanor was enough to send a shiver through Liam.
Finally he nodded his head. "Yes, that sounds good. I guess I won't be able to be the best lay of Taylor this weekend. But just cumming in her mouth would be a dream come true. Even if it only lasts five seconds."
Taylor nodded and got up from the bed, stretching her long limbs, her naked body on display. "That's the deal then." She walked over to Liam on bare feet and grabbed the tie of his uniform, pulling him in. "Go show her a good time, huh? I'd love to make my fan feel good." With a gentle sway in her ass she patted over the carpet on bare feet and to the door-frame, stepping through it and resting her back against the corridor wall with a grin on her lips. She was out of sight, but she still wanted to remain in ear-shot. No way she was going to miss out on Karen's juicy teasing!
In the room Karen looked at her current toy, which is pretty much what Liam was at this point. A welcome form of early morning entertainment. She was a little less hyped up with Taylor gone, the actress in her naturally trying to put on a show for her friend.
"How are you holding up?" she asked in a calm voice. Though she directed her question at Liam's throbbing cock rather than his face.
"He's... he's alright, I guess," the low-wage staffer replied, "I feel better already."
"Wanna try again?" she suggested eagerly while kneeling up on the bed.
Liam chewed on his inner cheek and shook his head. "There's a lot on the line. I think I will try to calm down a little, you know? Just take a breather."
The actress nodded and gave him a compassionate look. She scooted over on the mattress and patted the spot beside her.
He understood and sat down, looking a little silly with his pants around his ankles and his shiny cock standing off at a steep ankle from his hips, right underneath the bulge of his stomach.
"You know, it's not so bad, right?" Karen soothingly explained, "I think you have a premature ejaculation problem. But I also think you can make it work for you."
He gave her a confused, maybe even a little offended look. But Karen quickly continued, not giving him a chance to speak: "We have been teasing you, yeah. But when we did I saw that it worked on you. It worked you up. Really badly. You got turned on by it. I think part of why you lasted only 7 seconds in me..." Her lips pulled up in a quick flash of a smile when she recounted the very small number, a smile that grew broader when she saw his dick twitch in response to it, "was because it felt humiliating and that turned you on. Yeah, I am not Taylor. I am not your dream girl. But the way I talk to you and tease you makes you so fucking needy to cum. Doesn't it?"
He squirmed around but seemed unsure. Karen put a hand on his shoulder and with gentle pressure motioned for him to lay on his back which he readily did. She knelt beside him and from this perspective his dick didn't even look that small, standing upright and firm. The girl very carefully wrapped her hand around it, mindful of the fact that Liam was probably rather close.
"Maybe you are lying to yourself," she softly cooed, her lips so close to his ear that he could feel her breath on his neck, "You think of yourself as this stud fucking girls because you wrongly believe that is the only thing you
can be, but really you are something else. Right?" He seemed confused and uncertain, glancing up to her. The Karen smiled menacingly. She put on an authoritative, cold glare and in a sharp, insulting way said: "Quickshot."
He made a sound of protest but she felt the cock in her hand jump with eager approval.
"Two-pump-chump."
Another jolt going through his cock.
"Seven second Premie."
His eye-lids fluttered and his hips pushed up against her palm, which led her to quickly release it, denying him this way to garner stimulation.
"Pathetic little loser. Beta-bitch. Hand-humping, needle-dick reject."
His dick put on a touch-craving dance for her and she wore a self-satisfied smile and placed her hands on her hips, giving him a meaningful glance. She leaned down to him, very close to his ear again, one hand caressing his scarce head of hair. "You
loooove this stuff. You thrive on it. Stop being afraid of it. Explore it. You can either be desperate because you perform like a loser in bed. Or you can follow your instincts and get fucking turned on by it." Her lips kissed his cheek. "You have no ideas what pleasures could await you the moment you start being honest with yourself. Don't act like something you're not, something you can never be."
Suddenly a thudding sound could be heard from the hallway and they both looked that way, Liam getting up on his elbows, still not sure what to make of the things Karen told him and the actress on her knees with a worried look on her face.
"Taylor? Everything alright?" she called out.
Another thud. And then a wet, smacking sound. Two figures entered through the missing door. Taylor in all her nude glory and another man in the same cleaning staff uniform that Liam wore, yet he filled it much better, his broad shoulders making him even look a little dapper and capable, like a pornstar dressed in a handyman uniform for a scene. He was kissing the blonde pop-star firmly, making out with her, and Taylor replied to the kisses in kind, her hands wandering over his body, feeling his muscled limbs through his clothes. One of his hands was between Tay's legs, working quickly to finger her and putting a needy, highly aroused look on her face.
Liam stood up from the bed immediately, looking rather awkward with his pants around his ankles and his gut dangling over his erection. "Mitchell?" he called out his co-worker. That was the asshole and bully whose shift he had to join in order to get his shot at Taylor. And now said asshole was making out with his favorite girl right in front of his eyes. And to his horror she wasn't just into it a little, she seemed to absolutely
love it, her lips trembling as she let out a moan during a brief reprieve where Mitchell looked over to Liam. He was handsome, chiseled and toned, tall and attractive. Someone like him could easily be an actor or at the very least an extra.
"Liam?" he asked in the brief moment where he took his eyes off his newest conquest. "Did you know that Taylor Fucking Swift is part of this whole shit this year? I mean, holy fuck! And she was just standing naked in the hallway like she was waiting for someone to pick her up and fuck her dumb brains out. I already spent my 15 minute break on some fuckdoll a couple of rooms over. But I just
GOTTA use this opportunity. Hey buddy, any chance I could take your 15 minute break today and use it to put my dick in Taylor? Please man, don't ruin this for me."
Liam couldn't believe it. This fucking guy. He felt all the years of pent up anger over his brutish, dumbass behavior boil up in him and almost wanted to go into a bellowing tirade about how he could even ask for something like this. But instead when he opened his mouth he timidly said: "What? I mean, didn't you just cum? You think you can go again?"
Instead of answering him directly Mitchell yanked Taylor's head back by her hair, burying his face in her neck and showering it with kisses. Her eyes were closed, her teeth biting her lip, yet a moan still came from her mouth. Genuine, primal arousal on her face. It looked so different from the slight sensations she displayed as Liam's dick was in her. Mitchell's other hand was quickly undoing his zipper and his cock was out. It was rock-hard and easily 7 inches long, perfectly groomed and shaped, straight and with veins that only accentuated its appearance. If a dick could look delicious it was this one.
"Be a good girl and suck it," Mitchell grunted and the naked popstar hurried down to her knees. From his angle Tay's back was turned to him, so Liam couldn't see the blowjob directly, but he saw the way Taylor's head bobbed back and forth eagerly and heard the 'glk-glk-glk-glk' sounds of a blowjob that almost at once pushed against her tonsils.
"God yes, fuck you're hot!" Mitchell moaned. One of his hands landed on Taylor's head in a proprietary way, giving it a patronizing pat before he made a fist and grabbed her hair, using that grip to make her blowjob speed up. Sputtering and gagging sounds could be heard.
"Are you kidding me?" he said through pressed lips, "This is fucking Taylor Swift? Of course I am ready to go again! I mean look at her do her thing." He gave his co-worker an annoyed look. "I swear if you fuck this up for me I will make your life a living hell."
That amount of entitlement, the crudeness. The way Taylor fell for him and he did things Liam saw himself doing in his own head a hundred times before while masturbating at home. Suddenly he felt a hand around his dick. He winced and looked to the side, looking into Karen's grinning face. She gave him a wink and then said towards the stud fucking Taylor's face: "That's totally cool! He will give his break to you, no issue at all."
The overweight hotel worker looked shocked and hurt as he saw Karen crouch down and pick up his underwear and pants up from the ground, pulling them up and closing buttons and belt, patting her hand against his lap. Of course he twitched under that touch.
"Thanks a lot, hot stuff!" Mitchell grunted amidst a leering, lingering glance at Karen as he used both of his hands to firmly press Taylor down on his dick. She was squirming on her knees and then her hands pleadingly patted against his thighs. With one hand he swatted hers away, the other keeping her in place. "If you're a good girl you can get a taste of this dick later on as well. Know your place though. This is mostly about Taylor for me."
"Oh wow, thanks a lot!" Karen replied with genuine gratitude as Taylor was finally free to pull her head back, wheezing and coughing with spit dangling down her face.
Mitchell pulled Taylor up by her wrist and kissed her, not caring about the messy strings of spit decorating her mouth. His hand spanked her ass firmly and it gyrated with need against him, her fingers massaging his slick cock. "Just make sure you actually do some work while I fuck this Country ditz, okay? If they check the camera feed and see me take a double break while you just sit on your fat ass we're gonna be in trouble. Got it?"
Liam looked defeated and lowered his eyes, nodding his head. "Yeah I guess. I will start in the bathroom."
Like in a daze he took slow steps through the room, passing Taylor and Mitchell. The blonde was now turned to the wall, both of her hands against it, bent over at the hips with her feet further apart than her shoulders were wide. Mitchell had one hand in her hair, yanking it back and the other landing firm spanks on her ass which already looked reddened.
The cart with their cleaning supplies was outside and Liam took the bucket and the mop for the bathrooms like he had already done a dozen times today. On his way back he saw that Mitchell was now fucking Taylor from behind, his dick stretching the pink lips of her pussy open right under the round jewel of the butt-plug. A pussy that was soaking wet and not with lube but with her own juices. The pace of the fuck was chillingly fast and merciless, Mitchell's hips ramming the famous ass so firmly that the blonde sometimes had to re-adjust her stance to maintain her balance, her fingernails scraping the paint on the wall. Taylor made guttural moaning sounds that Liam had never heard from a woman he had sex with. Not even close. For a second that stretched into a minute in the denied cleaner's head he locked eyes with Taylor, seeing them clouded with almost mindless, pure lust before those same eyes rolled back, unable to maintain focus.
His path brought him into the bathroom and the heavy sounds of ruthless sex were muffled a little bit, still all around him but not right in his face. He sighed as he glanced around. Two suction cup dildos were mounted on the wall. Probably one of the spots where Karen and Taylor were working off their pre-bed orgasms last night, bouncing under the shower side by side while holding hands, exchanging kisses. With a sideways pull Liam got them off the wall and then used a rag from a bucket to wipe down the surfaces around him.
One room over Taylor was getting vocal: "Oh god yes! Fuck me harder! Please! God, I love it! Spank me please!"
SPANK! "More please!"
SPANK!Liam winced as he heard a tender voice speak up right next to him. "How does this feel?" asked Karen. He turned around and there she was, perfectly beautiful, naked and unashamed. There was a teasing smile on her lips.
He lowered his eyes. "I... I don't know. I think I hate it. But part of me..." He couldn't bear to finish the sentence and Karen laughed softly.
"I know which part," she teased, "I have seen it twitch and bounce like a little worm when Taylor got acquainted to your friend out there. Hell, I see it twitch right now every time he spanks her!" Another bright giggle. Her hands reached out and she caressed him through his shirt, her cheek against his, pressing her lips against the side of his mouth. "And he is definitely at it for longer than seven seconds now."
He wanted to feel bad, wanted to complain but her hand was right on his crotch, feeling him twitch under her palm. He didn't look at her but felt the triumphant smile on her lips with their cheeks pressed against one another. "This is the stuff that makes up the dreams of men like you. Pathetic little jerk addicts who can't go a day without spilling their seed over their own fists while ogling girls who are miles and miles out of their league. Needy little premie-quickshots." More steamy kisses to his cheek, then his ear.
"I got a reward for you though, big boy," Karen cooed, "Come."
She brought him to his feet and then hooked her arm into his, making him stand right in front of the toilet. She grabbed the seat with her bare toes and pushed it back, leaving the toilet open underneath him. Then her deft hands undid his belt, sending his pants around his ankles yet again. She patted the wall behind the toilet. "Hands right here, big boy. Just like Tay did when the guy so expertly fucked her from behind."
Liam hesitated but then put both of his hands on the cold tiles of the bathroom wall. "I hate him. He's an asshole and a bully."
Karen pulled his bland underwear down and grinned. "That should make it even better for you. The girl of your dreams? The one you almost got to fuck today? Getting absolutely
pummeled into submission by someone who you don't even like? And who uses your own break to do it?"
Again he wanted to protest, but her hand closed around his dick, feeling it throb at her words.
"Oh this shouldn't take long at all, my good little premie" she purred. Her hand adjusted its position, trying to get a good grip on his dick. But it was too late already.
It was too much for Liam. The sounds of hard, fast sex from the room outside, Taylor moaning out her lust in what seemed to be a leg-shaking orgasm, and Karen whispering soft but perfectly hitting insults into his ear? He was done. He came. Or he would have cum if Karen had managed a full grip of his erection. Instead she was in the middle of grabbing it again when it jolted up in his orgasmic eruption, and the squirt of cum over her hands made her fingers so slippery that she failed to properly grab him again. Liam whimpered in defeat. Even his premature orgasm was ruined after not even a single stroke. He came before she jerked him one time. He panted as his cum oozed and dripped joylessly from the head of his penis and into the toilet bowl underneath.
Karen laughed and shook her hand, sending further droplet down to the floor. "How fitting," she whispered, "The one climax you will ever have with Taylor close by and you have a ruined orgasm." She wiped her hand on the shirt of his uniform. "Look down, loser." Her voice was sharp but quiet, so humiliating yet exciting him with every syllable. It was the hottest thing he ever heard. "That is where your load belongs. Your hot friend out there is getting ready to pump his cum into Taylor. Maybe he will squirt in her pussy. Maybe all over her face? Maybe she will swallow every drop. But you? It's right there in the toilet. Trash, ready to be flushed away. Refuse. Not quite yet though."
Karen, who had pressed her short body against his from behind this whole time was suddenly gone and Liam waited, suddenly feeling extremely silly, leaned up against the bathroom wall with his dick softening and shriveling up, leaking remnants of his cum into his underwear.
The young actress was right back by his side though and she held something in her hands. "The toybox they left us in our room really has stuff for every occasion. Double-dildos so Tay and I can fuck ourselves to sleep? Check! The ones with suction cups so we can ride the wall under the shower? Check! Vibrators that we can hold to our clits while the other eats us out? Check! But they even have a little something for when a guy wants his girl to take control..."
Wordlessly she presented the toy in her hand to him. It was a sturdy looking wire-frame of metal, shaped unmistakably like a very small phallus, with a ring where the balls would be. "This is a chastity device," she explained, "For men. The ring goes around the balls and the cage around your cock. Can all be locked tight with a pad-lock. It will be really difficult to even get hard once you wear it. Masturbation should be impossible. Though I heard that some guys are able to ruin their orgasms by either holding a vibrator to the cage or by fucking their ass with a dildo." She chuckled softly. "Maybe one day you will be desperate enough to try both of those."
She obviously knew what she was doing as she used her fingertips to wiggle the loose skin of his scrotum into the ring, pushing it through together with his cock. Then she added the cage part, fitting it around his by now soft penis. The shape helped accommodate him, but only barely. It was a tight fit. With deft movements the pad-lock was threaded through a little latch that connected the ring-part to the cage-part. Both keys of the padlock were still dangling from it, connected by a small key-ring.
"Ready?" she whispered with the same seductive energy as if she was asking someone if they wanted to get blown by her. Then both of her hands pushed the lock together.
CLICK!And it was tightly secured. Lazily Karen angled the chastity cage from left to right, pulled on it. Both parts were fused neatly together and his cock and balls were pulled along with it. He felt himself twitch against his new prison, for the first time experiencing the way it restricted him. He swallowed.
And then Karen pulled the two keys out of the lock. No way out now. She held them in her palm, let him get a good look at them. And then her palm tilted to the side and both keys dropped into the toilet with a soft splash.
Liam was speechless. He couldn't believe it, breathing heavily. Yet his cock was throbbing against his cage already. Usually he needed way longer between orgasms to get it up again.
"What are you doing?" he asked breathlessly looking down on the keys in the water of the toilet.
Karen made a purring sound, letting her fingernails scrape over his back through his shirt, once more causing him to twitch hard enough that the padlock rattled against his cage.
"I am just removing a useless little premature ejaculator from the dating pool." Her voice was poison and delicious honey at the same time. Liam was more turned on than ever before in his life. Her audacity, her hands on his body, so close to her, the sounds of Taylor being fucked next door, it was all so much that he shivered.
"Look down," Karen invited him. "See the flakes of your useless cum in the water of the toilet? See the keys that could bring your cock back out of its prison?" She waited a few breaths, waited until he nodded his head. Then her command was dry, to the point, delivered with the sweetest, kindest voice: "Flush that garbage away."
Liam was breathing heavily, his cock twitching in his cage so rapidly that the rattle of the lock now was a steady tick-tack. He couldn't believe that he was doing it as his hand lifted and came to rest on the button. And then he pushed it. Water rushed and filled the toilet bowl, the swirl taking away his useless cum, obscuring his vision of the keys down in the water. And once the rush of water settled down again there was only the white porcelain of the toilet-bowl. No cum. No keys.
"Good boy."
He was so focused on the toilet bowl and what wasn't there that he didn't look back at Karen. But he heard the gloating smile in her words to him. Words that once again pushed a button inside him. His arousal was pressing against the cage now and he wished so very much that he had a way out of it. He felt like he could cum again right away, not even three minutes after his ruined orgasm, so turned on was he. But that was over. Maybe for now, maybe forever.
A flat-handed slap to his bare ass made him wince and Karen giggle. "You better pull those pants up and get to work though. This didn't take too long so I don't think your sexy friend will get in trouble if they check the tapes. If you are a busy little bee, that is. And I? I guess I will head out and join Taylor. Maybe he will also give me some of that dick."
Just as she was about to go she paused, glancing down to the toilet. Following an impulse she leaned down, two of her fingers scooping up a big, gooey, white glob from the side of the toilet. His cum. She held those fingers up, rubbed her thumb through the substance, creating a little messy thread between her digits. No words needed to be spoken. She held them out towards him and Liam closed his lips around them, slurping the liquid off while the much shorter girl grinned.
With another kiss to his cheek she left him behind in the bathroom and he pulled up his pants and then began to clean, the soundtrack of the rough fuck in his ears. What the hell had just happened?
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Taylor held on for dear life, her arms slung around the man's neck. She didn't even know what his name was, but he had already made her cum two times now. Her legs had failed her after the second climax and they were forced to switch from the position with her against the wall and arching her ass out. Now her legs were around his waist and her back against the wall while he held her up and pummeled her with no sign of even slowing down. There was an intensity and a burning need for her pussy in his eyes that made the blonde swoon. It was rare that someone could really rock her world, but he did all the things that got her going. He whispered into her ear what a little slut she was, how he would use her as a cum-rag only to then toss her aside for the next celebrity whore, all while wearing the uniform of a low-wage man-maid. Yet that difference in class turned Tay on even more. Sure, she could probably buy his house without even thinking about it. But when all societal conventions melted away something else remained, something true. And Taylor found that truth at the end of his dick, submitting to his thrusts and enjoying every second of it.
She opened her eyes again and saw double, blinking a few time to focus on his steely gaze. She looked down and beside them she saw Karen on her knees, glancing up with puppy eyes like a pet begging for a treat. One of his hands was pulling her hair and every now and then his thumb dipped to her lips, making the actress lick, suck and slobber on it as if it was a dick which she eagerly complied with.
"Your slutty friend here wants a taste as well," he growled and Taylor nodded her head, though her neck felt like rubber with his hips pummeling her ass relentlessly. "So I am going to set you down. You got it, dummy? Use your feet. I don't want you sliding down the wall like some cock-drunk harbor-whore again."
"Mmhhh yes..." Taylor said, barely recognizing her voice, so weak and blissed out, more moan than word. She sounded like sex.
The stranger with the amazing dick lowered her down and Taylor's long legs reluctantly obeyed her, unfolding and letting his hips go, bare toes probing the ground below until she found safe footing again, though she still had to hold on to the wall with one weak hand for stability. There were quivering muscles in her defined, famously shapely legs and her pussy was so overstimulated it almost throbbed with numbness.
Mitchell never even looked at her to make sure she was standing firmly and safely, already turned half way around to meet Karen's face. He used his 7 inch cock to full effect, slapping it over her forehead and cheeks as her tongue was extended. "Look at you," he taunted her, "So starved for dick you'll lick this whore's mess off it?" He thumbed to where Taylor was catching her breath, stumbling to the couch clumsily like a sailor who just had solid ground under their feet again.
Karen nodded eagerly and once again made puppy eyes. "God yes please! I'd love to taste her, please let me suck your cock!"
Mitchell grinned and patted her head. "Good girl. Open wide!"
She did obediently and the handsome cleaner held her head with both hands, using just his hips to navigate his dangling, heavy cock, slick with Taylor's juices, towards that beckoning orifice. Once it was in reach Karen used her tongue to bring it home and then her lips wrapped around it. She tasted the familiar flavor of Taylor's orgasmic juices but also the intoxicating, alluring taste of large, juicy, precum-slathered cock. She wasn't done yet with that one brief taste though, Mitchell kept pushing and pushing. Soon Karen was squirming on her knees, letting out complaints that were muffled by cock.
"Oh shut up," huffed Mitchell, grinding his hips against the back of Karen's mouth. She gagged and her eyes clenched shut, and when she made that heaving sound her throat trembled open and he used that opportunity to push forward all the way, until his six-pack was flush against the pretty actresses' forehead. She seemed a little panicked about the sudden, deep penetration, the way the shaft cut off all air, and made a sputtering sound, some gooey spit squeezing out between her lips and his cock.
"Oh yes, that's it..." Mitchell moaned as he closed his eyes and smiled while the woman whose mouth he used was squirming and whimpering, her gagging and heaving sending pleasant muscle tremors through her throat and all around his shaft and the head of his dick. Finally he pulled back and then pressed one hand against her forehead, making Karen drop from her knees to the side. She didn't fall but she did lose her balance, resting on one elbow while sucking in lungfuls of air through a spit-slathered, wide-open mouth.
"Holy shit, you don't fuck around..." she breathlessly moaned.
"I know what girls like you need," Mitchell claimed with a cocky smile while stroking his dick, now also absolutely soaked in saliva. He used his one free hand to carelessly brush mugs and plates off the coffee-table in front of the couch, breaking some of the containers, clearing it completely and gesturing to it. "Get your ass on that if you want to get more of my dick."
Karen thought about it for a moment, her eyes wandering to that beautiful erection in his fist and then she laid over the low table, resting her chest and lower body on it, her knees remaining on the floor. Mitchell pulled Taylor over by her wrist and then used his shoe to not so gently nudge Karen over to the left side of the table. Taylor was draped over the right side, also with her chest down on it, but facing the other way. Now Karen's head was next to Taylor's ass and the other way around. Just that Taylor's legs were a little longer and instead of her stomach being flush against the table she was arching her ass up a little more, which still looked rather lovely. Karen turned her head and softly kissed Taylor's hip, feeling her new-found friend return the gentle, reassuring favor in this otherwise rough experience at the end of the cleaner's cock. Their hands secretly held onto each other and Mitchell continued his sexual adventure.
"Let's see how prepared you whores are," he said in a mean-spirited way, spanking the ass which was closest to him. Taylor's. The leggy blonde winced and made a sound somewhere between a yelp and a moan, though Karen could hear the smile in her voice. She loved this treatment, and Karen got turned on by it too. Sure, it was fun to tease guys like Liam every now and then, and as an actress she sometimes had to do what it took to get the part, and occasionally that included putting on her high heels and letting a powerful exec lick them clean. But when she wanted to get her rocks off it always felt best to just give in to a cock that was ready to spank her ass a bit while ravaging her.
Mitchell crouched down by Taylor's side and with a pincer-grip he began to wiggle the plug in her ass. Her hand gripped Karen's a little more tightly and she would have preferred a more gentle touch, but he was very goal-oriented, just yanking on it and barely having the patience for the orifice to get used to the girth of the plug on its way out. "Come on, stupid fucking thing..." he grumbled but then smiled victoriously as Taylor's body went stiff and she whimpered. The plug had come free.
He tossed it to the ground and then got behind the singer. With his knee he roughly pushed her thighs a little further apart, lowering her ass into a penetrable position, and then lined up. The fleshy mushroom head of his dick poked against Taylor's ass-crack and she looked panicked, but then felt him drizzle some lube over it. She sighed with relief, unsure if she would have been able to take him dry. Mitchell was not very patient though and the way his cock pressed against her ass with urgency made her grimace and gasp. With a sudden jolt of pain the head of his cock finally popped past the reluctant sphincter and Mitchell grinned as he felt the muscle tighten around his throbbing dick in protest, attempting to push him back out.
"Fuck, you're so tight," he grunted, "Must not negotiate with music executives a lot, huh? They'd have you nice and stretched out already."
"Easy, easy..." Taylor whispered, her free hand reaching back and calmly pressing against his stomach to slow him down a little. But Mitchell grabbed her wrist and twisted it on her back, holding it there.
"I know what I'm doing," he scoffed as his hips began to bounce in and out. "Feels so good. Nice and tight fuckhole." His hand came down on her ass with a firm spank that again made her sphincter hug around him, luring another approving grunt from him. With the assistance of the lube he soon managed to stick about half his cock into Taylor's almost virginal asshole. The pop-star was entirely stiff and thankful to Karen for holding her hand, reacting with whimpers to his progress. She couldn't believe that this is something any girl would do for pleasure. There might be other experiences, but for her it was less about pleasure and more about the intense pain slowly fading and becoming a dull, warm, burning sensation.
"Now we're getting somewhere!" Mitchell laughed as his hips were flush with Taylor's small but incredibly shapely ass cheeks. Truly a body worth millions and millions of dollars. He abandoned his probing pretty much entirely and went straight to fucking. His hips collided with her ass and made her cheeks bounce attractively as he worked himself up. A sheen of sweat started to show on his forehead and he enjoyed the tight hug of the asshole he was using. He was a very selfish man and yes, he had fucked many asses before. And this was
his way of doing it. Because this way it was tighter. Thoroughly unpleasant for the girl, yes, but better for him.
He let go of Taylor's wrist that he had pinned to her back and smiled when she let it fall to her side instead of backing it up against him once more. Now with both hands free he brushed over those firm, shapely ass cheeks of the world-famous popstar. His fingers curved like claws and he gripped into them, loving the way they looked now when his hips rammed them. Taylor let out constant, soft moans interrupted sharp, pained inhales whenever a thrust hurt her strongly. Finally he slowed down and then pulled out, watching the freshly fucked asshole stay open for a split-second before it winked shut again.
He looked at Karen whose face was right next to Taylor's ass and grabbed her by the hair, holding her upright. "Time to taste this million dollar ass," he growled, using his free hand to aim his cock. He pushed it into the actresses' mouth and relished the way her face turned into a grimace of distaste. "Not your favorite hole of hers to get your face stuffed with? Too bad." He was taking it slow, probably more to make the flavor of Taylor's asshole last a little longer instead of washing it away quickly with the copious saliva produced by a deeper face-fuck, but his dick could only last this long without that tightness stimulating it. So when he felt it was time he began to push her down his erection again, waiting for the gagging sound and then pumping in and out of her at a rapid pace.
"GLK! GLK! GLK! GLK! GLK! GRRRRKKKKHHH! AHHH!"
After a couple of throat-penetrating thrusts he pulled out again, watching as Karen inhaled deeply, smiling at the sight of spit stretching out in glistening threads between her mouth and his dick. He didn't even wait for her to finish that wheezing inhale before he plunged down into her mouth again.
"GLRKKH! GLRRKH! GLRKKH! GLLRRK!"
This time he pushed down deep all the way, held her there for a second, then back out only to dive right back in. And finally he held her head down the length of his dick with both hands. Taylor squeezed Karen's hand again, though this time not begging for support but rather giving it as the actress began to squirm, then heave and sputter. When Mitchell finally pulled back and let her head go from his grip Karen was seeing stars and blinking with half-lidded eyes. She was wheezing, catching her breath.
As Mitchell was crossing over to the other side of the coffee table Liam appeared from the bathroom. "Oh yeah, forgot you were bouncing around here as well," Mitchell said, slightly out of breath from his efforts. He stood there shamelessly erect, Karen's stringy spit dangling from his cock.
"Y-yeah," Liam said hesitantly, "I finished the bathroom."
"Just in time!" Mitchell grinned, crouching down behind Karen and firmly slapping first one of her ass cheeks, then the other. "I made a bit of a mess." He pointed at all the shards from the mugs and plates that had broken when he so carelessly cleared the table for their anal fun. "Clean that shit up, okay? In the meantime I will show your little girlfriend here a good time. She was in the bathroom with you for a while. But I guess she didn't find what she was looking for 'cause she was pretty much begging for a taste of my dick when she came back." Mitchell let out a combative laugh and then fiddled with Karen's butt-plug. He almost seemed a little disappointed when it came out without much complaining, just some soft whimpers and a little shiver going through the short girl as the biggest part passed her sphincter. She was a little more used to anal sex. By no means a professional, but she had worn plugs before and could handle a dick up her ass.
While Liam began to get on his knees and pick up pieces of the broken plates and tossing them into a bucket, Mitchell worked his dick into Karen's asshole. He had provided her with lube as well and was happy when his cock was granted entry pretty easily. Though something was missing. One of his hands came down on Karen's ass with a firm spank and then Mitchell grinned. "There, nice and tight after all. Take my cock you whore."
He began to rock his hips back and forth and Karen soon felt the impacts of his hips against her ass. So far she had only taken his dick orally, and the sheer physicality of his sexual penetration surprised her. It was less like having sex and more like he tried to stab his dick as deeply into her body as he could. Sometimes she had to wince in pain, sometimes she gasped and whimpered. But she aligned herself to his rhythm, moaning along with him. Every now and then he spanked her to make her extra tight for him, relishing those moments where she squirmed as her hole tightened around him and she experienced a few seconds of sustained pain.
Liam was looking at her with disbelief, seeing that beautiful face that wore this careless, teasing, playful, kinky smile when it had looked at him melt into an expression between pleasure and pain. He was on one knees, picking up pieces of broken plates from the floor, his face only a foot away from hers. With her blissed out eyes it took him a moment to realize she was looking right at him.
"Fuck..." Karen whimpered, "You love it, right? God yes, fuck you get off on it so fucking much!"
"That's fucking right you little slut!" Mitchell boomed, spanking her ass with one hand and pumping into her tight asshole.
But Karen kept looking at Liam, staring straight into his eyes, and the cleaner swallowed, glancing down to where his cock twitched in its brand-new cage, nodding his head to answer her question. He thought he saw a smile flash over the girl's lips before Mitchell grabbed a fistful of her silky hair and roughly yanked her head back, forcing her to look up to the ceiling. Liam went back to picking up the pieces of garbage, but shared deep looks with Karen every now and then, getting a high out of the pleasure she was experiencing, knowing this was something he could never give her, caged or not. And she deserved it.
Mitchell's grunts were becoming more frequent and he almost looked annoyed with himself as he felt his climax approach. "Fuck!" he called out impassioned, spanking Karen's ass cheeks a couple of times to air out his anger. "Tight little slut! Making me get so damn close!"
Finally he pulled out of Karen's ass and scooted over on his knees, lifting Taylor's head up straight by her hair. She made an even more grossed out grimace at the taste and tried to turn her mouth away, making Mitchell laugh.
"Not to your taste, Princess? Not the five star dining you're used to?" He sounded amused, but then clenched his jaw as his dick pushed past Taylor's lips. She relented and let it happen, succumbing to his desires. "Good girl," he hissed, eyes rolling back as he felt Tay's tongue slither around his shaft, "Such a good girl." He didn't fuck her face for now, instead opting to make her clean his cock by herself, figuring that was even more humiliating.
Only when he saw the look of cock-lust that he was already familiar with overtake the grimace of distaste did he take control again, both hands holding her head while his hips pushed up at an angle. Taylor needed a moment to adjust to his girth, coughing and sputtering, and then angled her head the correct way to accommodate his erection and it pushed down deeply into her throat.
"AK! AK! AK! AK! AK! AK!"
His thrusts came quick and deep and once again he seemed frustrated, close again. "This is it, fuck, this is it!" he moaned breathlessly, "Fuck yes, I'm gonna cum in your stupid fucking mouth! Put it to better use than singing songs about ex-boyfriends!"
Liam had finished picking up the big pieces and was now sweeping the floor, longingly looking at where Taylor got her face fucked. He had wished to cum in Taylor's mouth not too long ago and now the biggest fucking asshole he knew would do it in his stead. What a day it had been.
"I'm cumming, yes! Oh Taylor fuck! Yes, yes! Oh gooood!" Mitchell slowed down, letting the blonde come up, not willing to jizz into her throat and instead aiming to deliver his cum right into her mouth so she had to taste it all. Again she grimaced and the sight made Mitchell's cock twitch and finally he pulled out, Taylor closing her lips quickly but still feeling some of his seed spill down her chin.
"Don't you dare spit it out," Mitchell groaned, slow-jerking his cock after his orgasm. "Swallow. I want to see you swallow."
Tay struggled, forcing the mouthful of thick semen down one gulp at a time but finally she managed it and when she opened her mouth she stuck her tongue out and then lifted it up, proving that it was all gone indeed.
"Good job, dummy." Mitchell said, for the first time sounding a little weary. He got to his feet and patted Taylor's head who smiled not without pride, then spanked Karen's ass again, making her turn around and grin at him as well.
"You girls were great!" he sighed, already buttoning up his shirt again, "But I gotta get on with my day." A brief glance to Liam. "You clean up after me, okay buddy? Don't wanna act like that around women I fuck. And anyway, it's your fucking job."
Without another look at either of the girls he turned around and left the room.
"Holy shit," Taylor said out of breath, getting up on the couch. Karen joined her while Liam kept cleaning. "That was one of the roughest fucks I have ever experienced. What the hell."
Karen nodded her head, cuddling into Tay's flank where the blonde accepted her with a loving embrace. "It sure was. I have seen similar guys, but he was really going hard for that crown."
"I fucking loved it though!" Tay sighed, "Well, most of it. I came my brains out when he was fucking me against the wall. But I only have a small amount of anal experience. I thought he was tearing me apart when he really went for it. The other stuff though..." She swooned and Liam bit his lip, feeling a sting of pain. "When he called me names, talked down to me. Used my mouth like a sex-toy. Oh my god, that felt so good! I am still shaking. I have to admit I even started to like the taste of your ass on his cock once I spread some of my spit over it and started swallowing it down."
"It was pretty hardcore," Karen agreed, "I love how you are all warm and twitchy in my arms, he must have gotten you good. Glad you found something this weekend to really blow your mind." She pinched Taylor's nipple and added: "But if you liked the taste of my ass I sure could use a talented tongue to soothe it after his cock stretched me out so roughly.
For a moment they just sat in silence, hands softly caressing each other, breathing together.
"Hey," Karen said, directed at Liam, "Would you like to kiss Taylor's feet? I know how much you love her. And while you can't really do much more than that, I feel for someone like you that's just the right thing to do right now."
He held on to his broom and considered it, looking at where Taylor sat on the couch, her amazing legs crossed. He glanced at her feet and swallowed. Finally he nodded and headed over. As he approached Karen pointed one finger down wordlessly and he quickly sank to his knees.
"Oh fuck, that's right!" Taylor exclaimed, "And I can do more than let you kiss my feet. Totally forgot about you, actually. But if you want I can spare 10 seconds to suck you off?" She grinned teasingly. "Or maybe five?"
He looked up from his knees with desperate puppy eyes and Karen chuckled. "Oh no, I don't think that will be necessary. Or possible even, I guess."
"Hm?", made Taylor quizzically, obviously confused.
"Oh don't worry about it," Karen chuckled, "Let him kiss your feet. Then I will make him explain why exactly that isn't possible. Make him show it to you too." She put a gentle finger under Taylor's chin, making her turn her head towards her. There was a thick sliver of cum on her lower lip, left behind by Mitchell. Carefully Karen scooped it up with her finger and then leaned down, spreading the gooey mess over Taylor's bare feet. The blonde laughed at the idea.
She was still confused what Karen had meant but then shrugged and leaned into her embrace again, swaying her foot from side to side invitingly. Liam gently cradled her ankle in both of his hand and his tongue slowly slithered over her arch, first cleaning the cum-stain away.
END of Part 3
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