This is a fictional story I wrote. It's not real, but I wish it was. Don't copy my story to put on another site. This is just fantasy, blah blah blah. You know the rest.
What we're going to do right here is go back.
Way back.
Back to the one lucky day I fucked Shyla Stylez. Yes, really, It happened a long time ago, and I'll never forget it. I was younger back then and it was before my name became notorious enough in town. Maybe in another lifetime the Scandalous reputation would've made me a porn star. I'm only halfway kidding on that based on the praise she gave me.
Shyla Stylez passed away in 2017. She was 35 years old. I miss her and still hold her dear to my heart as a legendary goddess of porn. I still find myself thinking about her as I reminisce on this special day that happened another lifetime ago.
It was the summer of 2009. June or July was the month. I was in L.A. stuck without a job for the time being. I was working as an agent for an actress at CBS until until someone threw a monkey wrench into that. Workplace politics always took the fun out of things. When word got out that someone walked in on a certain Ghost Whisperer on her knees blowing me in a trailer, I was fired. The rumors were still fresh and going on after a week. I was angry, but there wasn't much I could do about it.
So I found myself in L.A. wasting time when my friend Mark called about something related to the adult film industry. I worked in Hollywood, not porn. But it was funny hearing about how some studio was moving production around hotels. It just so happened that one of them was a place I was staying in at the time. I had been hiding out drinking while looking for another job in public relations. Now I was being told that porn was being filmed in my hotel. What the hell were the chances of that? It sounded too good to be true, but I figured Mark didn't have a reason to lie. He was an agent linked in to the adult entertainment industry directly with Brazzers.
A couple days later, Mark called me again. Now the story was starting to sound even more outlandish. He claimed that one company had rented out an entire floor at the hotel and were shooting videos in several rooms. I didn't believe him, but he went on. Mark named out several notable women that I instantly recognized by name. Joslyn James, Lisa Ann, Shyla Stylez and Aletta Ocean. I didn't pay attention to any of the guys he named, but it was too good to be true. What were the chances of someone like me bumping into porn stars in a hotel? I didn't believe it. The more I thought about it, he had a reason to shake my leg with a prank like this. I told Mark months ago how I was banging Jennifer Love Hewitt. He had to be paying me back for bragging about how good she sucked dick. I was still thinking about Jennifer as I went off on a trip in the hotel.
As I exited the elevator, my jaw dropped. I stood there and marveled at the beauty in front of me. There she was, in all her glory; Shyla Stylez. Her long, silky blonde hair cascaded down her back in perfect waves, framing her flawless tanned skin. Her curvaceous figure was accentuated by the tight black dress that hugged her every curve, stopping just above her knees. She wore a pair of Fuck Me Pumps also in black with a shiny spot at the edge. Her cleavage was on full display with that big rack easy to see. She was sitting on a couch in the corner of the hotel lobby, her legs crossed and her shoulders relaxed, as if she owned the place. From how dolled up she was, I knew she was here to shoot a scene and leave.
I mustered up the courage to walk over to her and strike up a conversation. "Excuse me, Shyla?" I said nervously. She looked up at me, her piercing blue eyes meeting mine. "Hi there, can I help you?" she replied with her noticeable voice. "Uh, hello. My name's James. I just wanted to say that I'm a huge fan of your work. I can't believe I'm seeing you in a place like this. You look fantastic today, so uh, how's it going?"
Shyla smiled warmly at me. "Why thank you, James. It's nice to meet a fan. I'm here for work and I'm just taking a break right now. And how are you doing?" She asked, leaning in slightly.
I couldn't help but feel more confident as she seemed genuinely interested in me. "Well, I'm actually here for some work too. I'm a PR agent, but I gotta say, I could recognize you a mile away. I've been watching your videos for a long time." I admitted before laughing to try and contain myself.
Shyla smiled warmly at my confession. "Ohhh, really? It's always nice to meet a fan. I seem to have an effect on guys like you." She giggled and gave me seductive eyes while I stared at her tits thinking to myself just how awesome they feel in my hands or wrapped around my cock.
As we continued to chat, I couldn't help but wonder what it would be like to have her here with me in my room. The thought of fucking Shyla Stylez sent shivers down my spine. I seen more than enough videos to know the possibilities that could come with such a chance encounter like this. She was a goddess with an enhanced body made for hardcore fucking. I felt my cock harden just at the thought of it while I stared at her.
"So, James," Shyla said, a mischievous glint in her eye. "Do you have a room here?" She bit her bottom lip, knowing full well the effect it had.
I glanced around the lobby, feeling my heart race. "As a matter of fact, I do. Would you like to come up?" I asked, trying to sound casual despite the racing of my pulse.
Shyla grinned, stood up, and took my hand. "Lead the way, sir." My heartbeat jumped from hearing her call me 'sir'. She sounded so hot and seductive. Her fingers intertwined with mine, sending a shiver down my spine. As we walked towards the elevators, I couldn't help but marvel at the way she moved; it was like she was on a runway, every step graceful and confident. People around us looked our way, some with envy, some with awe, but mostly with disbelief. It was as if they couldn't quite believe that Shyla Stylez was walking beside them, holding hands with a mere mortal.
When we finally arrived at my room, I opened the door and gestured for her to come in. Shyla stepped inside, taking in her surroundings with interest. She glanced around the room, her gaze lingering on the bed before turning back to me. I shut the door behind us and leaned against it, feeling the adrenaline rush of excitement.
"Can I get you anything to drink?" I asked, still trying to play it cool to make her comfortable.
Shyla smiled coyly. "Whiskey, if you have it."
I nodded and walked over to my mini-bar. I opened it, revealing a selection of whiskeys and other spirits. I grabbed a bottle of Jameson's and poured us each a glass. As I handed her the drink, our fingers brushed against each other, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. I could barely contain my excitement.
Shyla took the glass from me, bringing it to her lips and taking a sip. "Mmm, that's good," she purred. Setting the glass down on the coffee table, she turned her attention back to me. "So, James, what do you have in mind for the two of us?"
I felt my heart race as I looked into her eyes. "Well," I began, clearing my throat. "I think you know why I wanted you to come up here. I'm gonna ask you right now if you've ever fucked a fan before?"
Shyla smiled seductively and moved closer to me. "Oh, you mean like this?" She said before pressing her body against mine. Her tits were squished against my chest and I could feel her hard nipples poking through the fabric of her shirt. She reached down and unbuckled my belt, sliding it off my waist. "Or maybe like this?" She continued, undoing my pants and pushing them down along with my boxer briefs. Her warm breath fanned across my erect cock and I let out a shuddering breath. I couldn't believe how quickly she made a move. I cupped her face and leaned in to kiss her passionately. We traded back and forth kisses, moaning into each other's mouths as her fingers brushed against my cock. After enough kisses, she pulled away from me with a moan.
I took her by the hand and led her over to the bed, nearly tripping over my own pants and underwear that were on the floor now. Taking a moment to get my shirt off, I turned back to her and she pushed me down on the bed. She climbed on top, straddling me to take a seat right in my lap. I moaned as she began to grind her hips against mine. I couldn't believe I was getting a lap dance from Shyla Stylez. I could feel her thick ass grinding against my dick. "So, you want to know if I've ever fucked a fan before?" She purred, her voice husky with desire. "I've always wondered what it would be like. It's rare I ever have sex without cameras filming every second of it."
She reached down and took my cock in her hand, stroking it slowly at first, then faster and faster. I groaned, arching my back off the bed. "Is that what you want, James? You want me to fuck you?" she whispered, her breath hot on my ear. She turned around to gaze at me with those big blue eyes. She leaned forward, kissing me passionately as she tried to grab my dick and guide it inside of her. Everything was going so fast I didn't know how to react when I felt my cock sliding into her cunt. She moaned in my mouth. I gasped at the sensation of that warm feeling inside her. No woman had ever done this to me before. No foreplay or anything like her videos. She already had my cock in her pussy and was on top. I laid down on the bed, letting her be on top to ride me.
"Oh fuck, Shyla," I managed to say between gasps for air. "You're so tight." I could feel every inch of my cock as she bounced up and down on me, her breasts slapping against my chest with each thrust until she leaned up. All my stresses were washing over me now as I was relieved to share an experience with this woman. I watched her throw her arms behind her head, making one of her classic poses. Those huge bolted-on tits were now swinging and shaking around. Shyla had some of the best fake tits in the business. Now my hands were squeezing at them and fondling them. She reached down and began to play with her clit. I could see the pleasure on her face as she gritted her teeth and gave me one of her classic expressions I had seen so many times in videos.
"Fuck! Fuck!! FUCK!!!" I screamed at her, squeezing her tits harder and slapping them a few times. She rocked herself, bouncing up and down on my cock. I had to take control. One position was not enough to be fucking a woman like her. I leaned up and flipped her over onto her back. My cock slammed into her roughly. Her body arched up, meeting mine as I thrust deep inside her. Her big tits bounced with every thrust I gave her. I reached down, grabbing her hard nipples and pinching them between my thumb and forefinger.
"You're so fucking hot, I'm gonna have to really give it to you. I'm gonna fuck you so good, Shyla!" I groaned. "Yes, yes!! Fuck me!! FUCK ME!!" I leaned down, kissing her neck and nipples, tasting her skin. She wrapped her legs around me, urging me to go faster. I could feel myself getting closer and closer, but I wasn't ready to let go yet. I pulled out of her and rolled her over onto all fours. Shyla had the kind of body I could really pound. I was already second-guessing how good it would feel to fuck her in other positions. I spanked her big round ass, feeling the heat of her skin against my hand. "You like my ass?"
I spanked it again. "Fuck yeah!" She flipped her hair to look at me from across her shoulder. I positioned myself behind her and slid my cock back inside her after spanking that ass again. She moaned and arched her back, meeting my thrusts. I grabbed her hips, holding her still as I began to pound into her. Shyla moaned and cried out, her body trembling beneath me. Her tits were bouncing all around as the sound of my body smacking into her ass could be heard. I was pounding that pussy with my cock for all I was worth. "Ohhh, ohhhhh fuck! Fuck me, James!" I moved faster, feeling my climax building inside me. I reached around, pinching her nipples again, making her cry out even louder. I knew I could make her cum and that was my only goal for now.
"Yes! Yes! That's it!" I growled as I felt her body begin to tighten around me. Her pussy gripped my cock like a vice, her walls starting to spasm as her orgasm took hold. I held on as she rode out her climax, feeling every pulse of her pleasure. Oh my god it felt amazing to have Shyla reach an orgasm. It was so good I almost came inside of her. I pulled my cock out of that busted pussy as fast as I can. She was panting, out of breath and trying to recover from a hard orgasm. Then I spanked that ass to snap her back in reality.
"Oh my god. That was intense. You could be in the industry fucking girls like that. You've got talent." I blushed, smiling wide as my dich was twitching. I couldn't believe she made us fuck like this with no foreplay at all. She was amazing and living up to the fantasy so far, but I wasn't ready to cum. Not before I had the full experience of her blowjob skills and a good titfuck.
"I want a fucking blowjob. I've always wanted you to suck my cock." She grinned and began to turn around. Our eyes met for a brief moment. "Honey, I know just how to make you explode with my mouth." Her head hovered over my cock, taking a deep breath before engulfing it in her mouth. "Ohhhhh, fuck..." Her lips stretched around me as she began to bob up and down, slowly at first, but gaining speed as she got into the rhythm. Her hands moved to cup my balls, gently massaging them as she sucked me deeper. The feeling of her hot, wet mouth around me was unbelievable.
I reached down, wrapping my fingers in her hair, urging her to take more of me. She moaned around my cock, her throat vibrating as she worked me with her tongue and lips. It felt incredible. Anyone who watched videos of Shyla knew she was an incredible cocksucker. The feeling of experiencing it in person was even better. She gazed up at me as if my eyes were camera lens as she continued to bob her head up and down. 'Mmmmmm', her moans sent soft vibrations into me. I let go of her hair, letting her suck me off the way she wanted.
"Ohhhh, man. Keep sucking it, babe." She was sucking at a slow pace just the way I liked it. I could feel my climax building inside me, my balls tightening, ready to explode. I reached down and grabbed one of her tits, squeezing it as a soft hint of what I wanted next. She moaned loudly into my cock, her tongue swirling around the head as she tried to get me to cum.
I reached for the base of my cock and snatched it out of her mouth. Shyla looked at me obediently, as if she were waiting for me to give her an order of what to do next. I smiled and gave the command. "Hold your tits up babe." She knew just what to do. Not only did she hold them up, she pulled them apart. "Go ahead. Slide that dick right between them."
I positioned myself between her tits, feeling my cock against her soft skin as she closed her tits together as she had done so many times before. Shyla had some of the best fake tits ever. They felt amazing wrapped around my dick. She spit on the head as it poked up and moaned. "Come on, fuck these titties."
I moaned as my cock was sliding up and down between her breasts. "Ohhhh, ohhhhh yeah! Fuck these titties! Fuck 'em good!" It felt so good to hear her talking dirty as I fucked her tits. I began to pick up speed, pumping my dick back and forth as she moaned louder.
"God your tits are fucking awesome! I knew they would be a great fuck!" I grunted as I was still thrusting my dick between her boobs. Shyla looked at me with her mouth open, giving one of those looks I knew all too well from her porn videos. She was about to beg me for cum. What better place to drop a load than her huge tits?
"Fuck my titties! Fuck 'em until you cum!" she begged, her voice as sexy as ever. I groaned as I thrust harder between her breasts, feeling the tightness of her skin around my cock. "I want your cum! Cum all over my titties!" I growled, feeling my orgasm building inside me. Shyla's tits were that good that I didn't want to stop fucking them until I came. "Oh God, I'm gonna cum!" I shouted, feeling my release building up. She let go of her tits and freed my cock. I quickly grabbed it and aimed down at her breasts.
"Give me that cum! Give it to me! I want your load!" She quickly pushed her tits together, presenting them for me to unload on. "FUCK!!" I screamed as ropes of cum went flying from my dick and splattering on her chest. Shyla giggled at the feeling of my warm seed coating her skin. Three lines on her left tit and a big wad on the right. She smiled at me, still laughing as I was squeezing out the final drops.
"That's a lot of cum for just a fan. You could've been a male performer with a cock like this." Her words made me blush, but all I did was smile.
"Well, I guess I'll have to settle for being your biggest fan now." She shook her tits, rubbing them against each other. "I guess now I can say I fucked a fan. I never done that before!"
And I never fucked a porn star before, until now. I could mark that off my list with one babe I always rubbed one out to when I was lonely and bored. Shyla lived up to the expectations and fantasy I always had for her. One chance encounter turned into a experience I will never forget. Angels are never forgotten. Thank you for all the memories. Rest In Peace.
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