Fuki’s Lucky Morpheus [J-Rock Idol Fuki]

[daxg2001]

WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction, the events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the singers, bands, places, etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. I do not own any of the singers, bands, trademarks, etc referenced in this story. All characters are 18 years or older in this story.
 
Starring: Fuki (Tenge Fuyuki/Fuki Commune - DOLL$BOXX, Unlucky Morpheus)

Fuki’s Lucky Morpheus

An erotic celebrity fan-fiction story.

Written by DaxG2001 (daxg2001@yahoo.co.uk)

A Commissioned Story for [Anonymous].

Codes: Cons, MF, oral, inter.
 
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This story is set in the same universe as fics such as ‘Happy Birthday Malcom-san’ and ‘ Necronomidol’s Secret Reunion’. Prior reading of those stories is not required but recommended.

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For once, this business meeting (with a dirty plan attached) was not going well for Malcolm Laurence.

The handsome, mature and nicely toned African-American was not inexperienced with frosty discussions and the like, but this was on a different level than what he was used to dealing with. His plan had been simple. Using his connections as a music industry executive and PR guru he’s arranged a meeting with the lead singer of the Japanese rock group Unlucky Morpheus known as Fuki. Originally, when he’d first encountered the full group at an event he knew from the first moment he wanted the singer above all the others in the group. He thought he had been in luck when he’d sneakily made a time and date change for the meeting to only snare Fuki into a meeting that the full group wouldn’t be able to make.

Sadly for his plans, Fuki didn’t turn up to the meeting alone. Flanked by bandmates in Shiren and Jill and neither of those two seemed to either trust or approve of this foreign man trying to poach the J-Rock singer for his company. Which was both strictly true and not completely the case, but regardless it made the women naturally suspicious of his intentions. And they didn’t completely believe that it was the fault of another foreigner in his intern for the sudden change in timing.

“Enough, ladies! Enough!” Malcolm spoke in Japanese to the women and sighed before he stood up from behind his desk to look over the trio. “I can see that we’ve gotten off on the wrong foot here. And while I completely refute your baseless allegations I can see there’s no changing the minds of you as a group. So I will simply have to have these discussions with your direct management team to see if there’s a path forward for this.”

“Perhaps that might be for the best?” Fuki said. The lead singer of Unlucky Morpheus and DOLL$BOXX was brightly clad in a pink outfit with a sleeved mesh top with a lighter top with black straps underneath and a set of pink pants that had been cut to become shorts, showing her legs with a different style of tight with one leg clad in fishnets and the other a more traditional style. Topped off with pink lipstick and eyeshadow to match the dyed ends of her long light blonde with dark roots hair. “I do apologise for the turn of events. I was so excited about this and when I told my friends, they insisted that they come along to…”

“I am not offended in the slightest.” Malcolm said with a charming tone, but technically he lied since this had all been planned for him to get a piece of Fuki. “If anything? It shows the true bond that you and your friends have to want to stick together and be united as a band. Not that of course, my intentions were anything but to sign you all and the members not present today rather than individuals. But I can see that solo meetings are a sore point for you all so we shall have to leave such things until another time.” He claimed and used a hand to motion to the door to his office. “If you head downstairs the assistant at the front desk can call you a taxi and take you back home or wherever you need to go. All on the house as we say back in the States.”

Although the other two band members didn’t give such a friendly response to Fuki’s smile, there were still respectful nods all around before the trio got up from their chairs and left the room. The door closed behind them, to allow Malcolm to let out another sigh and stand up to move the chairs away from the other side of his desk. “Guess you can’t win them all…” He grumbled to himself and then moved to sit on the edge of his desk. “I need a cheat day to get over this waste of time…” He thought out loud and pulled out his phone to bring up a delivery App so he could scroll through and browse a menu.

A few minutes passed and he had just been about to hit order when there was a knock at his door. “If that’s the intern again I swear…” Malcolm put his phone away and stood up from the desk. “Yes, come in!” He called out.
His mood quickly changed when to his very pleasant surprise, Fuki stepped back into the room and closed the door behind her. “Malcolm-San? If I may?” She politely asked with an apprehensive smile. “I know you said to call off our meeting today. But I, well, I might have had my taxi drive back to here to throw my friends off the scent…” She admitted with a remorseful look at the fact she had to tell a little white lie to her bandmates. “But I wanted to come back and say sorry again for how everything turned out today.”

“Oh well now, that’s very kind of you, Fuki-Chan. You didn’t need to do that!” Malcolm smiled and motioned for her to come further in. “But I accept your apology, despite the fact it was your friends who were the ones who might need to say sorry but as I said before, I don’t hold anything against them. They were just being protective of their friend, never mind the important part of the band as you are.”
“Ah, I’m relieved to hear you say that. I really am.” Fuki smiled a little bit brighter when she heard that. “I would feel bad if you had some ill will against me or my friends after all of this.
“All water under the bridge as they say. These things happen. Not every business deal works out right off the bat, right?” He said and moved in closer when she approached. “But I do think that maybe we could leave the business discussions to another time when the mood has lightened. But having said that? You being heard has made me think of something else…” Malcolm said. Now with the chance to pounce on her without any interference from her bandmates.

“Oh, what is it?” Fuki asked, without any clue that her friends had been right all along not to fully trust this man but just not in the way they imagined.
“Well, if you’re able to hide some secrets from your friends to make them think you’ve gone home safe and sound? It makes me wonder what else you might get up to behind their backs?” Malcolm said with a tone to tease her.
“Ah, no! You misunderstand me!” She shook her head with a smile. “I just felt bad about this, and wanted to…” She was about to say more but instead found her eyes locked down at his hands which began to unloop his belt. “Ummmm… What are you doing?”
“Oh, just giving you something else to keep a secret about, Fuki-Chan…” He smirked and shamelessly dropped his trousers.

The eyes of the J-Rock starlet went wide with a gasp. The sight of a thick, long, black cock made her freeze on the spot to stare at a rod that was without question the biggest dick she has ever laid eyes on in her life. The gaze only continued when his rock slowly rose and got hard from the idea he was finally going to get a piece of his original target.

“W-What is that?? A cock??” She spoke out loud like she had a problem believing this was real. “There’s no way! It’s too big!”
“Let’s just say, Fuki-Chan… Your friends might have been right to be concerned about my intentions for you…” He joked with a smile. “But just not in the bad way they believed!”
“What do you mean??” Her eyes briefly looked at him but then snapped back down to his length. “So big…”
“Never mind about that now, Fuki-Chan…” He reached forward and made her gasp again but this time from the feeling of his hands on her shoulder to guide her down with a firm enough touch to lower in front of him. “How about we give you another red hot secret to keep to yourself?” He suggested and make her gorgeous face be in line with that big cock.

“C-Can we do such a thing? Is this right??” She questioned like she was the one who tried to convince herself one way or another about this sudden turn of events.
“Oh, I think we both know the answer…” Malcolm said with a handsome, confident smile. “Besides? I won’t tell anyone if you won’t…”
Fuki bit her lower lip for a moment before she stared again at his rock-hard shaft. “You… You promise you won’t tell??” She looked up at him and had that first telling glint of desire in her eyes for such a huge dick.
“Lips are sealed, Fuki-Chan…” He confirmed and didn’t yet remove his hands from her shoulders.

“I… I…” With wide eyes and the knowledge about how wrong this was, the rocker couldn’t help herself. She leaned in before her lips brushed the fat crown of that dark cock before a slight flick of the tongue brushed over the slit. In the next moment, instincts took over and her pink-coated lips parted just to ease down and seal around him. A notable groan to match how her lips stretched from his thickness to prove what the look on her face had proved that this was easily the fattest, longest cock she’s ever had in her life. Her eyes shamefully locked onto his rod and almost crossed. Her hands went to his thighs and she adjusted to his size with a slight twist of the head to grind her lips against him. But the feel of his hand on the top of her stylish dirty blonde hair made her snap her gaze to his smiling features. A slight pullback of the head before she eased down and made them both moan to begin the taste test of his cock.

“Mmmmmphhh! Mmmmm!” The dyed ends of her curled hair began to sway from the motion. Her head slowly moved up and down along that fat shaft to slide her lips over the thickness. A cautious pace to allow her to get used to the feeling of her lips being spread wide by the girth that he packed but a thrill from the act of giving a dose of head to an older, foreign man she barely knew. “Mmmmm! Mmmmmpphhh… Mmmmm…” Her eyes continued to dart down at the dick she bobbed along as if to show she couldn’t quite believe she’d managed to fit even this amount of his huge cock into her mouth. But a lust was clear in her stare, increased when she got used to the ache in her oral hole and her tongue flicked out once in a while at the underside of him.

“Mmmmm… Not bad, Fuki-Chan…” Malcolm remarked with a moan and a smile. A slight stroke over the top of her head for wicked encouragement while she eased her soothing mouth along his fat shaft. “Mmmmm… I can tell that your mouth is very talented… Mmmm… And not just for singing…” He teased and watched her lips glide down to take another thick inch of his member into the Unlucky Morpheus vocalist’s money maker. Muffled groans along with the naughtily loud slurps from the dirty compliment but it didn’t stop her from pushing his dick in and out of her mouth. “Yeah, that’s it… Mmmmm! Get that big cock… Mmmm… Nice and wet for me…” He encouraged more than simply ordered, but he had a good feeling that if she was this eager to suck dick just from the sight of his member he’d be able to enjoy a lot more out of her in this one-on-one meeting that he’d wanted with her from the start.

“Mmmmm! Mmmmmphhh! MMMMM…” She was doing just that with the smooth and steady motion. Her lips repeatedly travelled along his rod to savour the feeling of being filled up, unlike anything the singer had experienced before. A hand briefly lifted to stroke her hair back from over her face for a clear view for them both while she sucked away on his big dick that was more suited for a porn star than a music executive. “Mmmmm! MMMMM! Mmmmmmppphhh…” The blowjob also slowly stained his black cock with her cute, bright pink lipstick. That machine-like pace to pump her mouth along him over and over left clear rings of colour on his member to mark the points where she’d gotten used to his size being stuffed into her oral hole. A lewd mess to go with the spit down his shaft and the little bit of drool from off her lips and down her chin.

More was on the way when her eyes went wide and she felt the first contact of his huge dick hitting the back of her talented and for a lot more than simply being the singer of a few J-Rock groups, mouth. A loud gag from her but her eyes narrowed with a naughty focus and her fingers dug into his thighs so she didn’t pull away. So the hand that was still on the top of her head didn’t need to even grip her. Just a show of dominance to be in control of this tight hottie who slurped away on his dick, just now with loud chokes that rang out around his office whenever she drove down onto his fuck-stick. The noise might even be heard down the hall so if her friends and bandmates showed up to check on her they’d know that their fears about why this man wanted her alone weren’t just to snag an exclusive deal. The mess down her chin carried on and began to drip and land on the mesh stop she wore and the underclothing.

“GAHHHHH! GAAAAAAAAHH! HHHHHLLLKKK!” Her eyes were narrowed and had a hint of discomfort behind them from the deep way she took his cock, but did so willingly without a single thrust from the older stud being blown. A sloppy mess down her front that might have some explaining to do on its own, never mind the smeared state of her lipstick around her mouth thanks to how she branded his fat black dick with the bright pink. “GAAAAAAAAAAAHH!! HHHHHLLLKKK! MMMMMPPPHHHH…” Not the only part of her make-up that was being ruined either. Her eyes began to water up from the repeated smacks of the thick crown of his weapon when it struck the back of her oral hole from her deep, lustful pace. The slight run of her eyeshadow and liner fit perfectly with the shameful scene. On her knees, sucking dick like she was more a common whore than a talented vocalist. Her moans showed she loved it and she wouldn’t have fought through the pain to keep the slurps going if she didn’t get off on this.

“Mmmmm! Easy there, Fuki-Chan! Mmmmm…” Malcolm grinned broadly and despite his words, he didn’t make any attempt to pull her off his dick and stop the face fuck she happily delivered. Even though he could easily grip her hair and yank her off and prevent the risk that she might leave his office unable to talk, let alone sing a song from the way she pounded her mouth with his tool. “We need you and that… Mmmmm! Excellent little mouth of yours… Mmmmm… To still be in good working order!” He teased but again didn’t try to cut this off. Her gorgeous features plunged deeply over and over, accompanied by raspy chokes and the slobber of saliva that spilt out to coat his prick as much as left herself a mess. All while she went hands-free to only stuff his dick in and out with her mouth and those soft lips.

“GAAAAAAAAHHH!! HHHHHRRRKKK! GAAAAAAAAHHH!!” For the moment she ignored the advice, and the common sense her mind should have screamed at her to not suck off some man she barely knows, never mind is a music industry Boss who claimed to have wanted a professional meeting with her today. Another deep round of slurps to pound her mouth right down onto him far deeper than most women, Asian or otherwise, should be able to handle with a big cock like this. “GAAAAAAAAHHH… FUCK!!” She finally exclaimed out loud after she’d pulled up and off from his tool. A thick wad of spit sent onto his stained-with-lipstick dick before she sucked in air. “So fucking big!!” She sinfully groaned and leaned back in to swat her tongue at the crown. Her eyes locked up while she added to the mess that coated him from base to tip and enjoyed a swirl around the bell-end to make him groan and grin.

“Mmmmm… Not too big for you though, right?” Malcolm teased and let her lap at his dick for a moment more before he lifted his hand from her head.
“I think we’re going to find out!” She then grinned back, a look made hotter by her wrecked make-up and this was only the first position. “We’re gonna fuck!” She decided for them, but that had been his plan all along, but her words and show she quickly got up and unclipped her belt just sped things along.
“Oh, well, if you insist, Fuki-Chan…” Malcolm stepped out of his pants but left his shoes on in case an urgent dressing up was needed to show he’d planned things out to an extent at least. “Feel free to hop onto the desk when you’re ready for me.
“I’m so fucking ready for this…” She said with a sinful tone. Her pink shorts were pushed down and then the panties she had on too. That allowed her smoothly shaved pussy to be seen and the wet state of her folds when she stepped out of them with just boots on and the two different styles of tights she had on her legs that went up to the top of her hip on her lower body.

Without even a pause to ask him to put on some protection first, the Dollsboxx and Unlucky Morpheus singer moved to sit on the edge of his executive office desk. Clueless that it’s been far from the first time any woman, even a J-Rock performer, had been in this position with legs spread invitingly wide and arms back behind her to lean and show off her half-clothed body. Her eyes locked down between her limbs to watch him step in and tease her with a couple of slaps of the heavy crown of his dick against her slick folds to make her groan and bite down on her smudged lip. Before he made her gasp in delight with the first press of that bell-end against her entrance before he took full control of things with the slide in before his hands went to grip her waist.

“OH FUCK!!! MMMMMM!!” Her head tilted back instantly, accompanied by the tensing of her body for a moment before her face looked down with wide eyes. Unable to believe it even as she saw that she’d been able to even take such a fat prick into her tight slot. “FUCK!! It’s stretching me… MMMM! Stretching me the fuck out!! AHHHHH!!” She gasped in delight. Again, a slight edge of pain in her pleasured voice from the sensation of her snug love tunnel being made to spread wide and take this invasion. More evidence of how she’s far more used to way slimmer and shorter cocks than this massive length. But the way she kept her legs spread wide and watched him thrust in and out of her slot showed she wanted even more. Unable right now to even rip her gaze away from the addictive sight of a big black cock that went to town on her tight Japanese pussy.

“Mmmmm… Very nice, Fuki-Chan! Mmmmm… Very nice indeed!” The mature, African-American stud meanwhile didn’t even try to hide his delight either with his loud moans or the wide smile on his handsome face. Nothing quite like being buried deep in some fine, tight and younger pussy of a beauty from The Land of the Rising Sun. Even better when it’s a first-time breaking in a hottie to the wonders of being Blacked. “Mmmmm… But I think you and I both know… Mmmm! That you can… AHHHH… Handle even more of me, right?” He said it more as a statement of fact than just a challenge to get some more out of her. Since he was in total control of her right now to pump his rod in and out of her wetness that at this early stage was needy for even more. A good sign that his ‘eye for talent’ (and of women to be filthy fuck buddies) was once again correct to find a woman built to take a huge dick like this.

“MMMMM! Oh fuck yeah! MMMMM! Fucking give it to me!!” The Tokyo-born beauty told him what he wanted to hear alongside her loud moans. His fat dick had been eased gradually deeper into her snatch anyway with his steady pace. Those pumps smartly measured so that she could get used to the supreme pleasure that only comes from a dark slab of man-meat like his. “MMMM! Fucking feels… AHHHHH! FUCK! So good! MMMMM! I’ve never fucking… Ahhhh! Been filled like this before!” She admitted and even while her pussy spread and allowed more inches to stuff into her, that tunnel was still clamped around his size like she was a natural Size Queen all along but just never had the chance, or the right cock, to realise it herself. Still held in the arched back position with legs apart and now slight shifts back and forth from the firm and steady thrusts into her slot.

“Is that so, Fuki-Chan? MMMM… I’m thrilled to hear that!” Malcolm stated and while his wide smile showed that to be true, his words masked the fact this is far from the first time he’s had an Asian beauty give a rave review about how fantastic his thick dick felt buried into their snatch. His hands on her waist to keep her in line so he could pump away like a well-oiled machine back and forth into that snug and slick slot of the sexy singer. Full use was made of the fact that while she might not be blessed with any thick curves, her tightness was top-notch for a body that could handle a pounding. Shown by his cock being finally able to go in so deep that the slap of skin against different coloured skin rang out along with their moans around his office. Filled up to a limit she never knew she could take before, never mind that no lover before had ever come close to in the past.

“AHHHHHH FUCK! FUCK! MMMMMM!!” Another tilt of the head from the beauty who performs as Tenge Fuyuki and Fuki Commune. Being rammed balls deep had never felt this good, let alone stretched her out so wonderfully and deeply. Sweat now across her face and her exposed skin from the action that’s also lasted far longer than any experience she’s been involved with before. Even her hair swayed behind her while she kept the lean back of her body to be spread wide and take his big dick. “YES! MORE! MMMM! FUCK! FUCK FUCK FUCK!!” She hissed in delight and didn’t care that her lipstick and make-up was ruined to the point that even if both she and her newfound lover were able to quickly get dressed before someone stepped in, they’d know from how wrecked her face was that she’d been up to no good.

“MMMMM… I bet you’re happy now that you were able… MMMM! To get away from your pretty friends to finally have our meeting… MMMMM! Right, Fuki-Chan?” He made sure to tease if nothing else but for the fact that he was able to brag to himself about being able to get this private piece of the stunning singer without the well-intended appearance of her bandmates. Which in a way had been proved right to turn up and try and prevent Fuki from being left alone, but even they couldn’t have guessed that he planned to sign her to a deal second, and not before he drove into her balls deep like this. A firm grip on her waist pulled her in to take his dick and pump into her with a firmer, quicker pace than before now that she was used to his hole-resizing weapon.

“MMMMM! YES! FUCK! Really… UHHHHH! Fucking happy!! MMMM FUCK!!” She admitted without any shame and with a lick of her lips to match. The same ruined lipstick that was around her mouth was still branded onto that long black cock that thrust in and out of her pussy. Not even the layer of her juices along his member could erase the marks of the rings of pink that she’d left on him from the blowjob that feels like a whole day removed from this current spread eagle position. “MMMMM! FUCK! MORE! AHHHHHHH! Give me… MMMMM! FUCK! Fucking more! AHHHHH!!” She demanded and locked eyes with him to give a sinful stare to hammer home the point while she got hammered in her own right thanks to his stiff motion. A well-practised pace, the same kind that unknowingly to her has pleased and left many J-Pop and Rock starlets into a Blacked state that she’d descended into whether she knew it or not.

“More? MMMMM… You want some more?” Malcolm teased her and saw how eager she was for some of his dick. “I think we can do that…” He claimed with a smile before he slowed down and pulled out of her wet slot to a very telling groan from how empty her pussy now felt even from this brief pause in the fun.
“Mmmmm… Yes, we fucking can!” Fuki’s eyes were full of desire. A wide grin on her sweat-coated face and she offered no objections to being pulled forward to stand on her feet. Just to be turned around and bent over the same sturdy office desk she’d just been banged on. Her slim and sexy frame was over at the perfect angle with her cutely rounded ass stuck out and juices that slowly dripped from her pussy down her legs to stain the different kinds of tights she had on. “More! Come on! Give it to me!” She begged and looked back over her shoulder even though he had stepped in to do just that.

Thanks to the prior round of action, when he slid into that soaked tunnel this time he could go balls deep into the vocalist’s snatch with that first thrust. A thrill of a different kind for her in the form of his toned, dark-skinned waist against her backside and his balls pressed to her body. One hand on her waist and the other on her back to treat this even more like an indecent proposal to secure a job offer than it technically was, since he still planned to sign her even after being in this sex-drunk haze. But for now, his focus was on enjoying this fresh new piece of tight Asian pussy that felt made for a big American cock like his. That was being proved right now from his first stroke back just to slam back in and make a clap ring out from the forceful pump to fill her up from behind and show she could take it from plenty of positions.

“AHHHHHH FUCK! OH FUCK!!” The former Light Bringer and current Unlucky Morpheus singer moaned out nice and loud with a tilt of her now far from perfect and stylish-haired head. On her side of things, the more primal, bent-over position felt just as good if not even better as it did being railed from the front. Still able to gaze back and watch herself take that huge shaft like she was more of a JAV performer than a musician. “MMMMM! FUCK FUCK FUCK!! MMMM!! Did… AHHHH FUCK! Did that cock… MMMMM!! Get even bigger?? AHHHHH FUCK!!” She questioned with a seductive laugh. Her love tunnel filled up deep to make her moan, sweat and shift a bit against the desk she was bent over. Her still-clothed chest brushed back and forth on the surface while her hips were pulled back to take his dick and ensure her Size Queen status was certified to handle the backshots.

Malcolm could just stare down and enjoy the sight of his cock being made to vanish forward into that tight, wet slot of the J-Rock starlet before a few inches reappeared when he pulled back. Just to ram back in and make such a loud smack ring out that sounded like her backside packed a lot more meat to her than the slim stunner had. But even with this stiff pace, there didn’t seem to be any hint of pain now in her voice from being banged so deep and hard. His cock soaked in her juices that continued to form with every stroke she took. Only now did a light shine of moisture form across his toned and dark body to further prove that even with his mature age he could deliver action just as red hot as men half his age could.

“AAAAAAHHH FUCK! FUCK!! MMMMMM!! AHHHHHH FUCK! YES! YESSSSSSSS MMMMM!!” A loud, rave review from the beauty behind albums like Jealousy and Unfinished with moans that sounded even hotter than any hit track she’s been involved with. The sweat fell from her gorgeous face to hit the desk she was on while the clothing she still had on her upper body now clung to her petite frame. All just to add to the messy state of her with her make-up ruined and thick dark tears of delight now down her cheeks. “FUCK! FUCK! HARDER! HARDER! AHHHHH FUCK!!” She begged like a new set of kinks had been unlocked in her mind now thanks to the thrill of being Blacked. No clue even at this late stage that she wouldn’t be the first Japanese cutie to be turned into a slut for some big black cock, never mind the first to have it done here in what is supposed to be a professional executive office instead of a personal sex den.

That was merely the signal that this experienced hunk had been waiting for. The reason for what had merely seemed like a controlling position with one hand on her back now chanced when that palm lifted from the mesh top she wore. A reach up and across to secure a handful of her long hair at the dyed pink ends. His cock, of course, still buried into her twat but now he used the grip of her locks to yank her back and take his dick when he next slammed in. Even his other hand lifted from her body for good measure for an even more dominating sight than had been the case from the loud moans and calls for more from her. That only continued with her deep grunts and sinful groans but now the telling sight of her eyes that rolled upward to look at the roof while even more intense pleasure flooded her.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHH FUUUUUUUUUUUUUUCKK!!” The sex blew her mind so well that she could barely form words, despite the fact this stud that railed her from the back could speak the native language of her homeland that they were in. No real need for talk, dirty or otherwise, at this point from the wide smile on her face that dripped with sweat from how great it felt to have her love tunnel rammed full with a fat dick. “AHHHHH! AHHHHH! FUCK! FUCK!!” She panted and let out fresh, sinful groans whenever her hair was tugged on. The perfect grip and force to add a thrill of pain alongside the pleasure his strokes into her slit delivered and did not yank out any strands of her messy hair. Even her arms were sprawled out like the energy had drained to just leave her to be used like a living fuck doll so if not for his hold on her hair, she might just be slumped over the desk to take the pounding.

“MMMM! I think you can see… MMMM! The benefits of being… AHHHH! FUCK! A client of mine, Fuki-Chan! MMMM…” Malcolm faked like this was any sort of still a professional meeting between J-Rock starlet and potential international RP manager. Stiff pumps into her snatch over and over to make her body be hauled back into his older frame before she jolted back and he slid a few inches out of her slot. Just to ram back in to go balls deep into her and tug her hair to make sure she got rammed so full she’d never think of going back to lesser, slimmer dicks when she knew the best pleasure could come from being Blacked. “AHHHH… So I’m sure… MMMM! We can still get your name on the dotted line before the end of the day! MMMM! SHIT… Maybe even… AHHHH! Your friends as well…” He mused with a handsome smile and now a healthy shine of sweat over his features to show that even with her experience and porn star-level of skill, even he had some limits when faced with a pussy this tight and wet. Still not forgetting his day job and the further plan he had with this stunner and her band, but that was no doubt secured with her being fucked so well she’d likely accept any offer for another round with him. If she didn’t end up doing bargaining of her own to get a piece of him again.

“UHHHHH! FUCK! YES! MMMMM! FUCK! ANYTHING! FUCK!!” As he’d expected, it was a case of whatever he said went in one ear and out the other so that she didn’t in her lust-drunk state think over what it could mean for her band Unlucky Morpheus if she agreed to his sinful terms. The only thing on her mind was this huge dark cock that rammed into her snatch from behind. Her modest backside left a shade of light pink, perhaps fittingly for the outfit still on her upper body, from the repeated, stiff contact with his far more built frame from the back. “UHHHH! JUST DON’T… AHHHH! FUCK! DON’T FUCKING STOP! OH FUCK! OH FUCK!! AHHHHH!!” Howls of delight along with the shameless begs for the kind of action she got right at that moment anyway. So deep in her newfound need that the idea of anything that could bring this to a sudden unwanted end might be a fear worse than being dropped by a record label. Ironic, since if anyone walked by and saw this it would easily be the sudden end to her music career but a one-way ticket to a life in porno flicks with the ability to take a massive dick like this.

“MMMMM… I do love doing… AHHHH! Some business!” The African-American stud said with a grin and a groan. Even able to help himself to give her cutely rounded rear a firm slap while he drove his big dick in and out of her snug and dripping pussy. Her tightness was top-notch. Perfectly resized to fit the shape of his long dark rod compared to the vice-like way she’d been in at the start of the day. Now she’d be left in such a gaped-wide state it might take well over a week if not even longer before she felt even a dick of half his length or thickness inside her love tunnel. Not that in all honesty, he cared too much about her love life, knowing that most Idols, J-Rock or otherwise, would be very unlikely to be in a relationship so it just meant more free chances to get a piece of her in the future without any strings attached. Aside from the public business relationship and client contract that would come with some unwritten, behind-the-scenes benefits like this.

“FUCK! FUCK!! AHHHHHH FUCK FUCK FUUUUUUUUUUCKK MMMMMMMMM!!” Before any of that, Fuki was sent into easily the most powerful orgasm of her life and it didn’t even come close to life before being Blacked. Her eyes rolled back and almost into her head while her tongue dangled out from her mouth and she moaned without any hint of shame. Her snatch clamped around his prick to further soak his dick with juices and send more to slowly drip down her inner thighs and beyond to stain the tights she had on. “AHHHHH! AHHHH! AHHHHH…” Part of his lewd plan with her was the deliberate thrusts to fuck her through that intense peak to make sure her mind would be obsessed both with his dick and the idea of pleasure this good. So it was only when she gasped and came back down to Earth that he finally pulled out of her well-banged snatch and let go of her hair. A shameful sight of her slumped over the desk and a big smile on her very satisfied state to go along with that gaped open pussy.

Most men might just leave it at that, but he wanted to give her a little dose of something else to be addicted to. A pull by the hips to move her from the furniture and down to her knees to place her in front of him. One hand used yet again to grip her hair but this time more to tilt her head up and stare at him than any tug. So she could, even in this extremely tired and messy state, watch his other hand furiously stroke along his rod without any worry that his fingers got sticky from her juices in the process. Not when his peak fast approached and he pulsed in his grasp. Once more, newfound instincts took over to make her mind know what to do here with her mouth opened up expectantly for a reward over and over the powerful orgasm she had just enjoyed.

That came in more ways than one with the thick ropes of hot spunk that soon filled up the talented singer’s oral hole. Slight trails hit over her smudged lips and a little on her chin but for the most part, she got her mouth a creamy reward with a lot more jizz than she was used to from any lesser lover in the past. Left to groan on her knees with an amount of cum that nearly overflowed from her mouth by the time he jerked out the last drips into her. All that was left was for her to seal those wrecked lips, coated with the same pink that was all down that now limp shaft with thick rings of lipstick, and use a single loud and lewd gulp to drink all the jizz down. A moan of approval when she opened back up and took in some air with a smile to show, without even being provoked into doing so, that she’d swallowed it all down.

“Mmmmm… That was… I mean… Wow!” Fuki stays down on her knees for a moment with a wide smile. “Amazing! So good!”
“Glad to hear it, Fuki-Chan!” Malcolm smiled back. “I’m glad we could at least smooth out some differences after everything that happened with your bandmates earlier on.” He reminded her and showed his sexual superiority to not be so caught up in the wild sex today that he’d forgotten his plans for her.
“Oh, I’m fucking glad they left me alone for once!” She laughed. “I’m a little pissed off at them now, to be honest… They almost cost me getting this amazing dick of yours!” Fuki admitted. “The best fucking sex of my whole life!”
“So, needless to say, you’ll be happy to do, you know… Whatever it takes to set up another private meeting between the two of us again?” Malcolm seized on her statement to push her buttons a little more. “Because I’ve got a client contract for you, and all your bandmates in fact, ready and waiting for you to sign…”

“Oh, sign me up!” Fuki smiles with a more saucy look to it before she reaches up and takes his hand to help her get to her feet. “And if it’s going to get me some more of that wonderful… Big… Black… Cock of yours? I’ll make sure the rest of my girls will sign up too!” She all too eagerly agreed and didn’t just tell him what he wanted to hear, but would be carrying out his plan in a way for him. And no doubt she’d give rave reviews after action this good, but she’d leave out the fact he’d banged her brains out and just claim he was a true professional. “Some might take a little more work than others, to be honest, as you’ve seen for yourself today.” She stated with a laugh.

“Yes, well business can be tricky at times but I’m preaching to the choir here as we say back in the States.” Malcolm smiled. “But before any of that? We need to get you all cleaned up.” He stated the obvious to make sure his tracks were covered and no one discovered his very far-from business-like tactics to sign up women to his PR contracts and the like. “I’ve got a bathroom down the hall on this floor. You’ll be able to clean up, freshen and reapply your make-up and all of that. And if your friends show up again I can keep them busy. Just not, you know, keeping them busy like I did with you.” He teased.
 
“Ah, yes! I get it.” Fuki kept the smile on her face that was still coated with spit and had a little bit of his spunk still on her lips. “I think I passed the bathroom on my way back here. That’s very convenient!” She said and didn’t understand the irony of her words that it’s been built and placed there for exactly that ‘quick escape’ reason. “OK! I’ll go clean myself up. You’ll still be here when I get back, right?” She asked to which he gave a nod. “Sounds good, Malcolm-San! I’ll be back as soon as I can!”
 
With that, Fuki grabbed her shorts from the floor and made the bold choice to risk it and not put them on first before she headed to the door. A pause when she reached it to stop and look back, just when Malcolm had moved around his desk to open a drawer and was about to pull out a towel. “You know, Malcolm-San?” She said with a smile. “It might be easier for the next time to convince one of my bandmates to sign up if I just brought one along with me…” She said with a confident, if not naughty, tone. “Someone like Jill-Chan might be better ‘convinced’ if you and I both work some of that ‘magic’ of yours on her.” She stated with a wink before she finally turned to open the door. A quick peer out in both directions before she hurried along the corridor and Malcolm heard the distant sound of a door quickly closed to indicate she’d reach the bathroom.

“Hmmmm… Jill was one of the women who had been here earlier and caused all the fuss…” Malcolm said to himself before he plucked out the towel and began to wipe the sweat from his face and head. “That might be a tantalising prospect… Those two others were tricky to deal with but another round with Fuki might be fun either way, without or without a bandmate.” He said, before he moved around his desk. Not just to pick up his pants from the floor, but to snatch up Fuki’s panties from off the ground. “Then again… I haven’t made this ‘hobby’ of mine without taking a few risks… Or some challenges along the way either!” He bragged to himself with an ego-boost of doing a spin of those panties by the string with a finger.

One member of the band down, and possibly more to add to the collection… But he’d already scored with his target so any others would merely be a bonus!
 
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