One Lucky Brother (The cast of Game of Thrones) [Chapter Five]

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One Lucky Brother

Chapter One

Starring: Sophie Turner



Also featuring: Maisie Williams

George Williams was buzzing with excitement as he boarded the train at Bristol Temple Meads, bound for Northern Ireland.  It was going to be a lengthy journey, spanning numerous trains and ferries, but boy would it be worth it.  After bugging her for several years (pretty much since she’d first been cast), George’s sister Maisie had finally relented and had booked him in for a tour of the Game of Thrones set. 

GoT was his favourite show, and not just ‘cause his sister was on it.  George loved everything about it, from the writing to the acting, from the battle scenes to the theme tune.  But most of all, he liked the women.  Sophie Turner, his sister’s best friend, was George’s favourite, but he loved Emilia Clarke, Natalie Dormer and Nathalie Emmanuel too.

George settled into his seat and popped his headphones into his ears, a smile stretching across his face as his music started blaring.  His mind was whirring with all the things he’d get up to once he docked in Belfast.  He thought of all the people he’d meet and all the things he’d see on set.  But honestly, his tour of the set was only the beginning. 

George would be staying in Maisie’s hotel and if all the stories she’d told him were true, the production always put her up in the very finest establishments.  But the best thing about it?  Maisie’s co-stars would be staying there too.  So not only would he get to meet all his favourite actresses, he might get to hang out with them after they’d wrapped.  It would be a dream come true.

After several lengthy train rides and an even longer ferry journey, George touched down in Belfast.  Maisie had arranged his transport for him and a car was there to collect him from the dock.  His anxiety started kicking in as the driver whisked him through the centre of Belfast and on to Maisie’s hotel.  He was about to meet not just one, but four of his favourite women.  Given that he was pretty shy around girls, he had plenty of cause to be nervous.  He felt his phone buzz inside his pocket and he fished it out to take a look, glad for the distraction.

Maisie: Hey loser. You here yet or what?

George: I’m on my way to your hotel.

Maisie: Awesome. Text me when you get here. I’ll come out and meet you.

George: Will do big sis.

Maisie: I told you not to call me that [angry emoji]

George: I know [wink emoji]

A grin stretched across his face as he put his phone away, proud of his accomplishment.  He’d always enjoyed annoying his sister and he took a certain pride in his work.  After all, winding up their brothers and sisters is what younger siblings do best.

The car pulled up outside Maisie’s hotel and sure enough, his sister was there to greet him.  George stepped out of the car and fetched his suitcase from the boot.

“Hey, little bro,” said Maisie, holding her arms out for a hug which George chose to decline.  “Ah, too cool to hug your sister now, huh?”

“Yep, pretty much,” said George, wheeling his case behind him as he followed Maisie through the hotel doors.

The first thing that struck him was how big it was.  The lobby alone was bigger than the house they’d grown up in. 

“Damn, sis, nice digs,” George exclaimed as he looked around, scanning his new surroundings.

“Right?” said Maisie.  “You should see my room.”

The two of them crossed the busy reception area and Maisie called for a lift, which whisked them up to the seventeenth floor.  George had never been in a hotel with seven floors, nevermind seventeen.  They stepped out into the hallway and George followed Maisie towards her room.  With a swipe of her keycard the door unlocked, and brother and sister stepped inside. 

“Phew!” George whistled as he looked around her room.  “I see what you mean.”

Maisie’s room was more of a suite, with two separate rooms and an en suite bathroom.  He was the guest, of course, so he’d be sleeping in the lounge.  But that didn’t bother him in the slightest.  He was just happy to be surrounded by so much luxury. 

Maisie laughed.  “I told you.  You hungry, little bro?  I can order us some room service.  The burgers here are pretty good.”

George was starving.  All he’d eaten was a sandwich on the train.

“Sure,” he said, and Maisie picked up the phone and quickly started dialling. 

The food arrived in double quick time which, George surmised, was one of the perks of having a famous sister.  George wolfed down his burger and chips, and washed it down with a tall glass of coke, belching loudly when he finished his meal.

“Charming,” said Maisie, rolling her eyes.  “Glad to see you’re still as gross as ever.”

“You love it really,” her brother quipped.  “So what are we doing tonight, sis?  Whatcha got planned for me?”

“Nothing,” said Maisie.

George almost choked on his drink.  “Nothing?!  Are you fucking kidding me?!”

“No, I’m not fucking kidding you!” Maisie snapped.  “I’ve got to be on set at nine.  I’m having an early night.”

“So, I don’t get to hang out with any of your friends?” asked George, sounding dejected.

“No,” said Maisie.  “Not until we wrap.  I need my beauty sleep and so do they.”

George checked his watch.  “Oh, come on, sis.  It’s only nine.  You can’t tell me your friends will be going to bed now.”

“Well, no, probably not.  But they’re not gonna want to go bar hopping before a long day on set.  Me and Soph turned up with a hangover once and the director nearly killed us!”

“Who says we need to go bar hopping?” George replied.  “We can just hang out here.  Come on, Maiz.  I didn’t come all the way here just to hang out with you.”

“None taken.”

“You know what I mean.  Even if we could just hang out with Sophie for a bit.  She’s your best friend, right?  I’m sure she wants to meet me.”

Maisie thought for a moment.  Of course, Sophie was her best friend and she did say something about wanting to meet George when she told her he was coming to visit.  It was getting kinda late, but she’d much rather bother Sophie at this sort of time than Natalie or Emilia. 

“Fine,” she said.  “I’ll see if she’s available.”

“YES!” said George excitedly, pumping his fist in celebration.

“BUT,” said Maisie, “we’re just popping over there so you can meet her.  We’re not going to the pub, or out to see a film, or anything else you might have been planning.  Got it?”

“Got it.”

“OK.  I’ll see if she’s free.”

Maisie fished her phone from her pocket, punched out a text message and set it back down on the table.  Both Maisie and George sat staring at the phone, waiting for it to buzz.  The screen lit up after barely a minute and Maisie grabbed it as quick as she could, through fear that her brother might go for it first.  And if George was totally honest, the thought had crossed his mind.

She unlocked her phone and read the new message.  “OK, she’s free.”

“YES!” said George, leaping up from his seat on the couch and punching the air excitedly. 

“BUT,” Maisie said, pointing a finger at her baby brother, “I want you on your best behaviour, OK?”

“Mmhmm.”

“And when I say it’s time to go, you’re coming with me with no complaints.  Do you understand?”

“Yes, ma’am,” said George, grinning as he saluted his sister.

Maisie tried to stifle a grin, but failed to hide her amusement. 

“OK, come on them, dumbarse.  Let’s go and meet Sophie Turner.”

Brother and sister got up from the couch, and George followed Maisie as she crossed her hotel suite.  George opened the door and the two of them stepped out into the hallway, with Maisie locking it behind them.  Sophie’s room was just down the hall and the siblings found it in a matter of seconds.  Maisie knocked on the door, waiting for her friend to answer.

“Come in,” came a faint voice from inside the room.

Maisie looked at her brother and shrugged.  “Must’ve left her door unlocked.”

Maisie turned the handle and sure enough the door swung open.  Maisie stepped in and George followed, closing the door behind him.  Sophie’s room was pretty much the same as his sisters, but with one very notable advantage: this room had Sophie Turner in it, which as far as he was concerned, made it the best room in the entire hotel.

Though, for all intents and purposes, the room appeared to be empty.  Sophie Turner was nowhere in sight.

“Sophie?” called Maisie.

“I’m in here,” a voice called back. 

It sounded like it was coming from the bedroom, which was slightly odd ‘cause Maisie figured that her friend would be in the lounge, if she knew she was entertaining.  But as Maisie knew better than anyone, Sophie Turner didn’t always do things by the book.  She felt a little awkward, leading her brother into her best friend’s bedroom, but she figured, since Sophie was  calling them in, that she wouldn’t be finding her in a compromising position. 

George hung back a little as Maisie pushed open the bathroom door. 

“Jesus, Sophie!” Maisie exclaimed.  “Why didn’t you say you were in the bath?!”

George stepped forward.  He knew shouldn’t peek in on a girl without her permission but this was Sophie fucking Turner!  And besides, she did call them in.  He took a peek over Maisie’s shoulder and, sure enough, there was Sophie fucking Turner, sitting in a fucking bath, naked as the say she was born.  He could scarcely believe his eyes.  The bath was filled with foamy bubbles so he couldn’t really see too much, but even so the sight was astounding, and Sophie looked like a freakin’ goddess as she sat in the porcelain tub.

“What?!” said Sophie.  “You’ve seen me in the bath before.”

“Yeah, but not when I’ve had my brother with me!” Maisie replied.

“Oh, come on, Maiz, we’re all adults here.  Hi, by the way,” Sophie said as she spotted George over Maisie’s shoulder.  “You can come in.  I don’t bite.”

George practically pushed his sister out of the way as he stepped into the en suite bathroom.

“You must be George.”

George could feel his heartbeat racing.  This was actual Sophie Turner he was talking to right now.  And not just any Sophie Turner; naked Sophie Turner.

“Erm…yes,” he stammered nervously.  “It’s nice to meet you, Miss Turner.”

“Aww,” laughed Sophie, “well aren’t you cute?  You don’t have to call me Miss Turner, hon’.  Sophie will be fine.  But it’s nice to meet you too.  Maisie didn’t tell me she said had such an attractive brother.”

Maisie rolled her eyes.  “Oh, Jesus.  Really, Soph?”

“Yeah, he’s cute,” Sophie declared, fluttering her lashes at a nervous-looking George.

“Oh, fucking hell,” Maisie cussed.  “This is getting too weird.  Come on, George.  Let’s leave Sophie to her bathtime.”

Maisie turned on her heels and marched towards the bathroom door.  She’d expected George to follow, but when she didn’t hear any footsteps, Maisie stopped and turned her head.

“Geooorge,” she said, sounding like how their mum used to speak when she was about to tell him off.

“Erm…I thought I might stick around here for a bit…” George replied, looking down at the floor as he nervously shuffled his feet. 

“You can’t be serious?” Maisie asked him.

“He sounds pretty serious to me,” Sophie grinned back.  “Don’t worry, Maiz, I’m not gonna corrupt your little brother or anything.  He’s just gonna keep me company for a bit.  Isn’t that right, Georgie?”

“Erm…yeah.”

Maisie sighed then pointed at Sophie.  “Fine.  But if I find out you’ve taken advantage of my brother…”

Sophie laughed.  “Take advantage?!  What do you think I’m gonna do?  Roofie his drink or something?!”

Maisie waved her hand dismissively.  “Fuck this, I’m outta here.  George, don’t wake me up when you come back to the room.”

And with that Maisie stormed off, slamming the door behind her.

“Phew!” said Sophie.  “Someone's on the rag.  So, you gonna stand there, honey, or are you gonna join me?”

A nervous gulp left George’s throat as he lifted his shirt up over his head, revealing his somewhat scrawny-looking torso.  He kicked his shoes off and unbuckled his belt, opening the clasp on his tight pair of jeans.  He eased them down his slender legs, pulling them off along with his socks, leaving him in just his boxers.  Sophie looked at him as he moved towards the bath. 

“Not gonna leave those on, are you?”

“Erm…no,” said George, blushing.  “But I…”

“Don’t fret, honey,” Sophie interrupted.  “I’ve seen it all before.”

George slid his boxers under the waistband of his boxers, freeing his half-hard and above average-sized cock.

“Ooh, my,” said Sophie, raising her eyebrows.  “Well, aren’t you a dark little horse?  Maisie’s been keeping a lot from me, hasn’t she?”  Sophie patted the edge of the bath.  “Alright, honey, in you come.  The water’s lovely.”

Sophie shifted forward in the bathtub, making room for George as he took a step forward, lifting a leg above the porcelain rim and stepping into the bath, feeling its warmth as he submerged his foot in the water.  He pulled his other leg in behind him and the water level rose dramatically, threatening to spill over the edge of the tub as he sat behind Sophie, going chest-deep in the soapy water.  His body was pressed up right against hers and he could feel his cock get even stiffer as it pressed into her asscrack.

“There, that’s not so bad, is it?” Sophie asked as she looked back at him, blowing some suds off her shoulder that fluttered into George’s face.

Sophie giggled then fetched a bar of soap from the edge of the bath. 

“Couldn’t wash my back, could you?”

George was stunned.  He honestly couldn’t believe this was happening.  He’d only sex the one time with a girl at his school, and here he was, naked in a bath with Sophie Turner!

Sophie scooped her hair out of the water and draped it over one of her shoulders.  George brought the soap up to Sophie’s neck and began to massage into both her shoulders, smearing suds across her pale flesh.  He dunked the soap down into the water and rubbed it across the rest of her back, covering every inch of skin. 

“Mmm,” said Sophie, closing her eyes, “you’re really good at that.”  She flung her hair back over shoulder, letting it spill down her soapy-fresh back and back down into the water.  “Do my front as well.”

George wrapped his arms around Sophie’s body, rubbing the soap across her abs, over her ribcage and up towards her chest.

“Erm…would you like me to…?”

Sophie didn’t let him finish his question, simply grabbing the young man’s hands and pulling them up to her chest.  George felt his jaw unhinge as one of Sophie’s perky tits promptly filled his eager hand, the other still clutching the bar of soap as he ran it across her chest.  His mind was blown.  He couldn’t believe he was touching one of Sophie’s tits!  It was literally a dream come true. 

“Yeah, that’s it, honey,” Sophie encouraged.  “Get them nice and clean.”

George smeared the soap across both her tits, making sure that he got every inch of them.  Dipping his hand into the water, he used it as a makeshift cup to scoop some water onto Sophie’s chest, rinsing the soap from her perky breasts. 

“Mmm,” Sophie purred as she felt the warm water rush across her chest.  “OK, I think that’s enough.  Why don’t you go a bit lower?”

George moved his hands down lower, running the soap over Sophie’s ribcage.

“Lower…” said Sophie and George did as the actress told him, moving his hands down to her flat, toned tummy and rubbing it into her abs. 

“Lower…” she said again, and George started trembling slightly as he ran the soapbar past her navel and down between her thighs. 

He rubbed the soap onto Sophie’s pussy and he felt her head press down as his shoulder as she tipped it backwards, closing her eyes as she moaned towards the bathroom ceiling.

“Yeah, that’s it.  Right there.  Use your fingers.”

George let go of the bar of soap, letting it sink to the bottom of the bath as he put his fingers to Sophie’s pussy.  Even submerged in the depths of the bathtub, he could tell that her pussy was already wet.  He may have only been with one girl so far, but George had seen enough porn to have at least a rough idea of what he should be doing.  He ran his digits along the slit of her pussy, feeling how wet she was before he moved his fingers higher and placed them against the nub of her clit.
 
As he started to rub in a circular motion, Sophie turned her head towards him, pressing her lips against his.  Sophie pushed her tongue into his mouth and Geroge returned the favour, feeling her tongue swirl around his own as his dexterous fingers encircled her clit, making it throb and grow even larger. 

Sophie moaned into George’s mouth, then pried her lips away from his, keeping her head turned as she moaned out softly, “mmm, yes!  You touch me so good!”

George could feel his ego growing, along with his cock as it pressed against the small of her back, swelling up to such a size he was surprised his crown hadn’t poked out of the water.  His fingers kept rubbing at Sophie’s pussy, feeling her clit throb harder and harder until it became clear that she wanted something more. 

Sophie shifted forward in the bath, forcing George to retrieve his hand as she reached down into the water, pressing her hand against the bath plug. 

“We better let some of this out before we flood the bathroom,” Sophie declared.  “The producers won’t be happy with me if the hotel keeps their deposit.”

Sophie pushed down on the bath plug and it popped out of its slot, the level dropping as soapy water rushed the gaping plug hole.  While they waited for the bath to drain, Sophie ran her hands down George’s legs, and the boy reciprocated by pressing his lips to the back of her neck and kissing it in several places.  Sophie closed her eyes, moaning as she felt his lips press against her flesh.  He may have been young, but he certainly knew how to treat a woman, and every touch of his body on hers made goosebumps form on her pale skin, even in the warmth of the water. 

Once the level had dropped about halfway down, Sophie pushed the plug back in, leaving them submerged to half way up their stomachs, both sets of knees poking out of the water.

“That’s better,” said Sophie, as she pushed herself out of the water, giving George a quick view of her ass before she turned around to face him. 

George’s eyes nearly popped out of his sockets as he found himself staring at Sophie’s pussy, freshly shaven and visibly moist.  Sophie placed a hand on the top of his head, raking her fingers through George’s hair then pushing his head back so he met her gaze.

“You wanna eat my pussy?” Sophie asked him.

George nodded, scarcely able to think coherently, let alone formulate speech.

“You ever done it before?”

George blushed and shook his head.

“That’s OK.  I’ll walk you through it.  With the amount of times I’ve eaten your sister’s pussy, I kinda know what I’m doing.”  Sophie paused then let out a laugh.  “Oh, sorry, honey.  You probably didn’t wanna hear that, did you?  I’ve also eaten Emilia’s pussy if that helps at all.”

That did help.  That helped a lot. 

“So…you ready?”

George nodded and the next thing he knew his face was smothered as Sophie pulled him straight into her crotch.

“MMPF!” the boy exclaimed, her eyes bulging as he got his first mouthful of pussy.

And what a pussy it was.  Even with her pussy lips pressed against his still closed mouth, George could tell that she tasted amazing, and he couldn’t wait to savour every flavour that the actress had to offer. 

“OK, honey, stick that tongue out for me.”

George rolled his tongue out from between his lips and pressed it against the slit of her pussy.

“Now lick me slowly, right the way up to here,” Sophie inscructed, pointing a finger at her already stiff clit.

George did as the redhead told him, giving a slightly tentative lick along the lips of her perfect pussy and all the way up to the top.

“Ooo, yeah” Sophie purred.  “You’re a quick learner.  Now keep your tongue right there, and just flick it back and forth a little.”

George started moving his tongue, letting it slide back and forth against Sophie’s clit.

“Mmm, yes.  That’s it, baby,” Sophie moaned, closing her eyes as she enjoyed his tongue.  “Right there.”

A few more licks and he could feel her throbbing, her clit twitching against the tip of his tongue.

“Swirl your tongue around it, baby,” Sophie encouraged.  “I fucking love that.”

Again her wish was his command, and George’s tongue began to move in a circle as he spun it slowly around the nub of her clit, feeling her pussy get warmer and warmer as juices continued to ooze from her slit, smearing across the student’s lips and dripping from his chin. 

“Yeah, keep going, baby,” the actress moaned, tightening her grip on the back of his head.  “Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum.”

Sophie’s words excited him and George’s tongue started moving faster, swirling like a tornado around the redhead’s clit, twisting and turning his way and that.  Sophie was loving the feel of his tongue and the sensation started spreading through her, slowly engulfing every inch of her body. 

A few more swirls of his talented tongue and Sophie made good on her promise.  George could feel her arm start to tremble as she gripped onto the back of his head, her breath rate increasing and her moans getting louder as her orgasm hit her with full, unrelenting force.  Cum gushed forth from deep inside her, pouring into George’s mouth as his tongue kept spinning around the nub of her clit, licking her through the throes of climax. 

He kept on licking until the river ran dry, feeling her grip start to loosen as her screams gave way to deep, heavy breaths.  George pulled back from between her legs as Sophie eased her eyes open, looking down at the man underneath her as a shit-eating grin formed on his face, his lips shining with the fruits of his labour.  Sophie gave a contented sigh then sunk back into the bath. 

“Mmm.  Fuck, you’re good at that, baby,” the actress said, draping her arms across George’s shoulders.  She’d wrapped her legs around the small of his back, now essentially sitting in his lap.  “Better than your sister.”

George tried to stifle a grin.  It was kinda weird that him and Maisie had gone down on the same girl, but now she’d said he was better than her, George could lord it over her until the end of time.  Sophie leaned in and kissed him, tasting her pussy off George’s mouth. 

“Why don’t you pop up on that ledge there?” Sophie suggested, pointing to the edge of the bath.  “I’d like to return the favour.”

Sophie grabbed the sides of the bath and pushed herself back off of George’s lap.  George stood up out of her bathwater, several drops dripping down off his cock as he moved right back to the edge of the bath and parked his ass on the porcelain ledge.  He set his hands down on either side of him, his feet still down in the water.

Sophie fixed him with a sultry gaze as she waded through the bathwater, placing her hands on George’s knees and pushing them apart.  She gripped his cock near the tip, angling it upwards as she dipped her down, going straight for the young man’s balls.  Wrapping her lips around one of his nuts, Sophie sucked off the excess water, taking a second to spit it back into the bath then moving straight onto the other.  Sophie suckled on that one too, replacing the water with her own warm spit as she popped it out from between her lips then slid her tongue back and forth between them, stroking his cock as she did so.

“Mmm,” she purred as she looked at George, her fingers roaming along the length of his shaft.  “You’ve got a nice cock.  Anyone ever tell you that?”

George shook his head.  He knew he was a decent size but since only one girl had seen it before tonight, the chances of praise being heaped upon his penis were definitely not in his favour.

“Well you have,” said Sophie.

Her hand slid up to the ridge of his crown and she curled her fingers around it.  Poking her tongue from between her lips, she pressed in between his balls then licked up slowly to the base of his shaft.  George could feel his cockhead twitch as she continued up the length of his pipe, her tongue trailing a juicy vein as she licked right up to the tip.  Keeping her tongue out, a grin pulled at the sides of her mouth as she flicked it sharply at George’s slit, lapping up the precum that had pooled inside it. 

George tipped his head back and moaned, staring up at the bathroom ceiling as Sophie Turner licked his helmet.  He still couldn’t believe what was happening.  He thought he might bag his second lover when he went to uni or maybe at a party once he’d wrapped up sixth form.  But getting head from a famous actress in the finest suite a luxury hotel was beyond his wildest dreams.

George looked down, seeing little more than a mass of red hair as she dipped her head down further, wrapping her lips around his helmet.  Her hand slid down to the base of his shaft and Sophie took it with a vice-like grip, keeping it steady as she bobbed her head.  Her lips slid past his swollen crown then began to move down the first few inches, smearing her spit around his bellened. 

He couldn't believe how great it felt.  Sure, the girl he’d slept with had sucked his dick, but truth be told, she didn’t know what she was doing.  Sophie here was a consummate pro.  The way her lips wrapped around his width.  The way her tongue lapped against his tip.  The warmth of her spittle as she bathed his cock in it.  Even the way her hand clamped tightly around the base of his shaft.  The entire thing was out of this world.  He couldn’t believe his luck.

Her free hand moved down to his thighs and he could feel her fingers sink into his flesh as her mouth went deeper, edging towards the base of his shaft.  She’d already taken him much further down than the girl who stole his v-plates, and was showing no signs of stopping.  He felt his tip slide past her tonsils and his knuckles turned white as he tightened his grip on the edge of the bath, nearly snapping off chunks of porcelain.  She removed her hand from the base of his shaft and grabbed onto George’s hips, digging her fingers into his skin as her head pushed forward one last time, swallowing the last few inches. 

“Oh, God!” George moaned out, his head falling back against the tiled wall as his cockhead slid into Sophie’s throat.

She kept him there for a close to minute, feeling his testes swell and churn as they pressed against her chin.  Sophie drew her head back slowly, leaving behind a trail of spit as she worked her lips back up to the tip.  He felt her tongue brush against his slit as she sucked at his swollen cockhead.  Then, before he had a chance to properly prepare himself, her head shot forward as quick as a flash, swallowing every inch of his manhood as she pressed her lips against his groin.  George could hardly believe his eyes, and he felt his member throbbing and pulsing as Sophie started bobbing her head, her lips taking full length passes along the span of his seven inch cock. 

Sophie was impressed by the young man’s restraint.  She thought back to the first few blowjobs she’d given to boys of a similar age, and the lack of self-control those guys had shown was frankly laughable.  But George was more than holding his own, withstanding an onslaught from her expert mouth and doing so with relative ease. 

She sucked his dick down a few more times then pulled her lips back up to the tip, releasing his crown with an audible *POP*. 

“Mmm,” said Sophie, gripping his cock at the base again as she stuck her tongue out, licking the tip of the young man’s penis.  “Such a nice cock.”

She’d said that once already, of course, but George didn’t tire of hearing it.

“Thanks,” George replied, gently breathing a sigh of relief that he’d made it through her world class blowjob with his cum still in his balls. 

“You wanna fuck me now?” the actress asked him.

The words hit him like a bolt of lightning and a spasm shot through the length of his cock which Sophie immediately noticed as she held it in the palm of her hand, stroking it lightly from base to tip.

“OK, I think that was a ‘yes’,” the actress giggled.

Releasing her grip on George’s cock, she emerged from the bath like an aquatic goddess, drops of water running down her porcelain skin as she climbed up onto the edge of the tub, planting her knees either side of his hips.  Draping an arm across his shoulders, she reached back with the other and gripped his cock, holding it tightly at the base of the shaft as she began to drop herself down. 

George felt her pussy press against his tip and his cockhead twitched when he felt how wet she was.  Sinking down lower, he felt his tip slip into her pussy as her lips spread around the width of his helmet.  George wrapped his arms around her, promptly unleashing a breathy moan as her pussy began to slide down his shaft, engulfing him with tightness and warmth. 

His only previous sexual encounter had been over in a matter of minutes and he hadn't had a chance to truly appreciate the feeling of slipping into a tight, wet pussy.  The fact that it was Sophie Turner’s pussy made the feeling even better.  The sensation sent shivers coursing down his spine and his entire body started shaking slightly as her lips slid down to the base of his shaft.  He felt his tip press against her cervix, prompting a moan and a candid revelation from his famous lover.  Brushing her hair back, she wrapped both arms around George’s neck, leaning in closer as she whispered straight into his ear.

“You’re bigger than my husband.”

George could feel his ego swelling, along with something else as Sophie began to push herself up, leaving behind a coat of moisture as she worked her tight pussy back up to the tip.  He’d never thought of Joe Jonas as being particularly endowed (in fact, he’d never felt any emotion towards except him for insane jealousy), but the fact that he was bigger than a world-famous singer made his head expand to twice its size.

Sophie leaned in and kissed him again, moaning into George’s mouth as she dropped her ass back down to his thighs, a loud *SMACK* sound bouncing off the bathroom walls as their bodies crashed together.  She proceeded to ride him hard and fast, lifting and dropping her tight, toned ass as she worked her wet pussy up and down his dick.  Sophie’s pussy felt fucking amazing, even better than George had imagined in all the sexual fantasies that the actress had featured in.  And there had been a LOT of them. 

Sophie’s moans started getting louder, merging with the deafening smacks now filling the entire room as her perky ass beat down on his thighs, the wetness of their bodies making the volume even louder.  Sophie threw her head back, damp hair spilling down towards the water as she unleashed a particularly pent up moan that fluttered right up to the bathroom ceiling. 

Her chest pushed forward as her head tipped back, pushing her tits into George’s face.  Of course he did what anyone would do and poked his tongue out from between his lips, lapping up drops of lukewarm water as he licked across her perky chest, dragging his tongue across both her nipples.

“Mmm, yes, baby!  Suck my tits,” Sophie moaned out, putting her hands to the back of his head and pulling his face in closer.

Wrapping his lips around one of her nipples, the young man suckled like a famished babe, moaning into Sophie’s chest as she rode his throbbing cock.  Sophie could feel his cockhead leaking, precum trickling form his winking slit as it pressed against her cervix.  She knew what was coming next.  Lowering her head, she looked straight down into George’s eyes as he peeled his lips from her nipple. 

“Are you gonna cum for me, baby?” the actress asked him, a question that nearly finished him off.

“Uh huh,” George said back, trying to keep a neutral face as the feeling built within him.

“Cum in me, baby,” Sophie said, sliding both hands around to his cheeks then leaning in to kiss me.  “Fill my pussy up.”

Sophie sunk to the base of his shaft and no sooner had her ass touched down on his thighs than his cockhead violently erupted, sending several spurts of jism straight into Sophie’s womb.  Her eyes clamped shut as she felt him cum and a chorus of moans flew forth from her lips as she felt the warmth of his load inside her, sparking a climax from deep inside her body.

“Oh, yes!  Yes!  Fuck, I’m cumming!”

George took that as his cue, latching onto one of her tits and sucking at as hard as he could in an effort to prolong her climax.  It worked like a charm and Sophie’s tight pussy clamped around the width of his shaft, squeezing more cum from the young man’s balls.  It continued that way for quite some time.  Whenever George thought Sophie was done, her pussy gripped his cock even harder, wringing out more of his spunk.  And when his cum shot into her pussy, Sophie’s muscles tightened reflexively, starting the cycle anew. 

Finally, after what must have been close to a minute, both of them had finally peaked.  Sophie’s eyes came open slowly and she pressed her lips to George’s mouth, both of them breathing heavily as they recovered from their mutual climax.  Their lips came apart and Sophie’s hands moved up to his scalp, brushing back his thick brown hair.

“Wow!” she said softly, flashing him that heartwarming smile that had his now very tender cock twitching inside her pussy. 

“Come,” said Sophie as she wrapped her arms around George’s back and leant back towards the water.

George tightened his grip on Sophie, taking her with him as he slid himself down off the edge of the tub and back into the bathwater.

“Mmm!” Sophie purred, the still warm water enveloping her body.

George watched as his load poured out of Sophie’s pussy, leaving creamy streaks in the bath water.  She stayed in the water for less than a minute, dipping her shoulders underneath the surface and letting the warmth wash over her.

“Let’s go to the bedroom,” Sophie said, then raised her body up out of the bath, water dripping from her porcelain skin as she stepped over the side of the tub and placed her feet down on the bathmat. 

She grabbed a towel from a hook on the wall, ran it through her hair a few times then used it to dab herself dry.  Hooking it back up, she strutted through the bathroom and peered back at George when she reached the door, beckoning him to follow as she strolled into the bedroom.  George drained the water as he stepped out of the bath and dried himself with Sophie’s towel. 
By the time he’d joined her in the bedroom, Sophie was already on the king size bed.  Using her arms to prop herself up, her naked body was stretched across it, those captivating eyes of hers staring at George as he entered the room.

“Come to me,” she said, and George promptly did so, crossing the room in double quick time. 

Leaning forward, he rested his hands on the foot of the bed, looking ahead at Sophie as he started moving forward.  But before he could move past Sophie’s ankles, the actress quickly stopped him, lifting her foot up off the mattress and pressing it against his chest.

“Woah, woah,” she said with a grin.  “Hold your horses, honey.  I’m not in a rush, are you?”

George shook his head.

“Good,” said Sophie.  “Then you can start by kissing my feet.”

George looked up with his eyebrows raised.  “Your…?”

“My feet, yes,” Sophie repeated.  “Unless you’re uncomfortable with that.”

George shook his head again.  He wasn’t particularly into feet but when Sophie Turner asks you to do something…well, you do it.

“Good,” said Sophie as she raised her foot, holding it out in front of his face.  “Then get to it.”

George nodded and did as she told him.  He pressed his lips against her heel then moved up slowly along the sole of her foot, kissing it in several places. 

“Good boy,” said Sophie.  “Now continue up my leg.”

George took her foot in his hand and massaged it gently as he started to kiss up Sophie’s calf, moving past her knee cap and to the inside of her thigh.  He kissed right up her naked crotch and started to move his mouth to her pussy when again the actress stopped him.

“Uh uh,” she said with a teasing grin, holding out a finger and wagging it back and forth.  “Not yet, baby.  You’ve got to do the other leg first.”

George moved past Sophie’s pussy and kissed the top of her left thigh, slowly moving down her leg as he kissed right down to her foot.

“Yeah, that’s it, baby,” Sophie cooed, goosebumps forming on her perfect skin as George’s lips pressed softly against her, kissing every inch of flesh.  “OK, now you can come up here.”

George climbed up onto the bed and quickly moved in between her thighs.  He made another lunge for her visibly wet pussy when again the actress stopped him, pointing instead to the skin below her navel.

“Tummy first,” Sophie instructed.

George looked visibly disappointed but did as she told him regardless, planting a kiss just below her belly button, then another just above it.  He continued to move up Sophie’s torso, kissing her in several places until he reached her chest.  George moved towards one of her nipples but Sophie teased him once again, ordering him to bypass her breasts and kiss her collarbone instead.  Again, he was crestfallen but did as she instructed, kissing where the actress pointed then continuing up her neck.

“Mouth,” said Sophie, pointing a finger at her full set up lips.

George laid on top of the famous starlet, slotting his cock in between her legs as she leaned in to kiss her, sliding his tongue straight into her mouth.  He felt her arms wrap around his body and her soft hands slide down his back as their tongues entangled in a heated knot, lightly moaning as they passionately kissed.  George pried his lips from hers and used his arms to push himself up as Sophie pointed to the side of her neck, telling the boy where she wanted him next.

George kissed her in several places, finally moving down to the starlet’s perky boobs.  Kissing all over her perfect mounds, he wrapped his lips around one of her nipples, feeling it grow and start to pimple as he sucked her like a babe in arms.  He switched to the other and did the same then moved down lower under Sophie’s direction, kissing her tummy in various spots.

Finally he settled in between her legs, his mouth almost watering as he set his eyes on her perfect cooch, her pink lips puffy and slick with arousal. 

“Remember what I showed you?” Sophie asked him, pointing at her swollen clit.  “Put your tongue right there at the bottom and lick right up to here.”

George nodded and got right to it, pressing his tongue to the skin of her taint and licking slowly all the length of her slit, gathering all the juice that he could get on his tongue.  He felt his taste buds tingle in delight as he brushed his tongue across the nub of her clit, feeling how hard it was as it throbbed against his sensitive flesh. 

“Ohh, yeah,” said Sophie, purring softly as she cupped her breast.  “Put your fingers in me.”

George peeled his tongue from her clit and brought two fingers up to his mouth, slipping them between his lips and wetting them both with spittle.  He rubbed the tips against the slit of her pussy then felt her muscles stretch around them as he pushed them deep inside her, sinking right down to the second knuckle.

“Mmm, yes, that’s it, baby.  Curl them up like this,” Sophie demonstrated, curling two fingers in the shape of a hook.

George copied as best he could, hooking his fingers up until he felt the tips graze along her vaginal ceiling.  Sophie’s walls were silky smooth, except for a rougher stretch of flesh that coaxed a yelp from the gorgeous redhead as he dragged his fingers across it.  That must have been her g-spot.  He’d never felt one before, of course, but he’d read about it online, and knew the pleasure it was capable of giving if properly stimulated.  The moans that poured from Sophie’s lips and the way her insides tightened around told him he was on the right lines.

He poked his tongue out from between his lips and swiftly returned it to Sophie’s clit.  He licked across it a half dozen times then returned to the method that he’d used on her earlier, remembering how much she’d loved it.  He started to swirl his tongue around it, starting off slowly but gathering speed and changing direction at regular intervals.  Sophie’s moans increased in volume and he could feel her pussy getting hotter and wetter as he kept his fingers hooked inside her, deftly massaging her innermost spots. 

“Mmm!” Sophie purred.  “Fuck, keep going, baby.  Oh, yes, I’m gonna cum.”

A few seconds later, she did just that.  Reaching down to grab his head, she kept it firmly in between her legs as a powerful climax was sparked inside her.  George kept spinning and swirling his tongue, feeling her  muscles clamp around his fingers as he kept them deep inside her.  Sophie lifted her head off the bed, scrunching up her delicate features as a series of charged up, high-pitched squeals vaulted free from between her lips. 

Her knuckles turned white as she tightened her grip on George’s head, roughly pulling at the young man’s hair as pleasured tore through her every inch, shaking her body right down to the core.  Then once the actress had reached her peak, her head fell back against the king size bed, and her arms and legs dropped down onto the mattress, her entire body going utterly limp. 

“Ohhh…wow!” Sophie panted, staring up at the ceiling above her with her trembling arms laying down by her sides.

George lifted his head up, retrieving his fingers from the redhead’s pussy.  Sophie looked up, noting how wet his fingers were as he prised them free from her tight pink snatch.  Sophie reached down and grabbed his wrist, pulling his hand up towards her mouth.  George climbed up onto the bed, planting his knees either side of her body and clawing towards the headboard under Sophie’s direction.  Sophie parted her full set lips and fed his fingers in between them, wrapping them around his knuckles and grinning as she sucked them clean.   

“Mmm,” she said as she plucked them free.  “I taste good, huh?”

“You taste amazing,” George replied as she curled her arms around the young man’s shoulders and pulled him down for a kiss, tasting her pussy off his lips and tongue. 

Their lips came apart and Sophie kept her arms around him, her bright blue eyes staring straight into his as she gave him his next instruction.

“Put your cock in me.”

George moved quickly, reaching down to grab his cock as he pressed the tip against the slit of her pussy.  Pushing forward, he felt her pussy lips peel apart as he sunk his crown inside her.  Sophie moaned, batting her long dark lashes as she felt her tight, wet pussy stretch around the width of his shaft.  Sinking in deeper, George fed her inch after inch until his dick could go no deeper, feeling his balls press against her taint as his cockhead touched her cervix. 

He stayed like that for close to a minute, feeling how tight her pussy was and enjoying the wetness of her warm pink hole as it smeared it all over his shaft, lubing it from tip to base.  Drawing out slowly, he felt her hands move down from his shoulders and slide down the length of his back as he pulled right back to the ridge of his crown, keeping it there for a fraction of a second, before he slammed straight back into Sophie’s pussy, sheathing himself to the hilt.

“Ohhh, fuck!  Yes!” Sophie squealed, reaching down to grab his ass and digging her fingers into both her cheeks as he followed up his first hard thrust with a second one of equal force.

He proceeded to fuck her hard and deep, pumping his hips as hard as she could as Sophie’s hands clamped down on his ass, pulling his cock back into her each time he drew back out.  George looked down as he thrusted hard, revelling in the look of pleasure that started to stretch across Sophie’s face, enjoying the way her titties bounced with every thrust that he put inside her.

George leaned in and kissed her again, hearing her moan straight into his mouth as he pumped his hips like it was going out of style, driving his cock into her darkest depths, touching parts of the redhead’s pussy that her husband could only dream of.  George gave a few more thrusts then buried his cock in Sophie’s pussy, their greedy mouths still fused together as he slid his arms underneath her back. 

Wrapping them around her, he took her with him as he rolled onto his back, his dick still buried in the depths of her pussy as he switched from missionary to the cowgirl position in a single seamless motion.  His hands moved down and grabbed her ass and she leaned down to kiss him again as he began to buck his hips off the mattress, drilling his cock into Sophie’s pussy.  Sophie moaned into George’s mouth as he pounded hard from underneath her, sheathing his cock into her tight pink pussy with every upward thrust.

Their lips came apart and Sophie allowed him a few more thrusts before she lifted her head up, placing her hands on George’s chest as she straightened her back, carefully straddling his supine frame.  Planting her knees either side of his hips, George reached up and latched onto hers as Sophie lifted her ass up slowly, working her pussy along the length of his shaft and all the way up to the tip. 

Staying there for a fraction of a second, her big blue eyes stared straight into his as she let her legs give way from beneath her as she slid straight down to the base of his shaft, ass cheeks slapping against the tops of his thighs. 

“OHH, FUCK!!!” the actress screamed, flinging red hair in every direction as she threw her head back sharply, moaning towards the bedroom ceiling. 

George felt his cockhead spasm as it hit the back of Sophie’s twat, tightening his grip on the redhead’s hips as she raised her pussy back up to his tip and repeated the process anew, a loud smack sound bouncing off the bedroom walls as her tight, toned ass crashed down on his thighs.

George was happy to sit back and watch as Sophie took the initiative, taking in all the sights and sounds as the girl of his dreams took a ride on his cock.  His eyes went up to her gorgeous face, enjoying the look of pleasure now spreading across it, moans pouring out from between her lips.  Then his eyes scanned down to her tits, watching as they bounced and jiggled with every pass she took.  His eyes moved past her rippling abs, all the way down to Sophie’s pussy as it swallowed up every inch of his shaft, leaving behind a coat of moisture that got thicker and wetter with every passing second. 

Her moans got louder and George could feel her grip on him tighten as she started to move at a faster pace.  Sophie leaned forward, and she looked straight into George’s eyes as she laid her body back down on his.

“Fuck me,” she said.  “Make me cum on your cock.”

She didn’t have to tell him twice.  George reached forward and grabbed her ass, gripping both cheeks as hard as he could as thrusted into her pussy, just like he had before, kicking up to ramming speed in what was practically a blink of an eye.  Sophie’s eyes stayed fixed on his and George kept pounding as hard as he could as he watched her eyes roll into her head, a deafening scream flying forth from her tips as her head jerked back with sudden force.

“Oh, fuck!  YES!  Yes, yes, yes!  Keep going!”

Her words were welcome but entirely unnecessary; George wouldn’t have stopped if he’d been struck by lightning.  He kept on thrusting as her muscles contracted, squeezing his cock to the point of bursting.  Sophie kept screaming ‘til her voice went hoarse and a hot rush of creamy fluid burst from deep inside her, pouring over George’s cock as he sheathed it to the hilt in Sophie’s tight pussy.

George could feel his testes swelling, blood pumping through the veins in his shaft as Sophie’s pussy gripped and squeezed, her warm fluids dousing every inch of his cock.  He couldn’t hold off for a second longer.  Tightening his grip on Sophie’s ass, his eyes fell shut and he felt her lips as they fused against his, moaning straight into his mouth as a thick spurt of piping hot spunk shot from the tip of his penis, flooding Sophie’s womb.  Her pussy gripped him even tighter, squeezing more cum from George’s shaft and milking his balls of every last drop.

For a moment, the two of them lay there, both breathing heavily as George pried his fingers from Sophie’s asscheeks.  Sophie’s muscles began to relax, releasing their grip on the young man’s shaft.  George opened his eyes as Sophie looked down with a contented grin, running her hands through George’s hair as she uttered just a single word: “wow!”.

Sophie gave him one more kiss then lifted her head up, a thick mess of cum dripping out her pussy as she climbed back down from on top of his body and laid beside him on the bed. 

“Phew!” she said as she puffed her cheeks.  “Maisie didn’t tell me you were such a stud.”

“I don’t think she knows,” George replied.  He didn’t know how she would know; he didn’t know until just now.

“Well, I’ll be sure to tell her,” Sophie laughed.  “And my other friends, of course.”

George’s mind started whirring as he thought of all the women that would hear about his night with Sophie.  Natalie Dormer.  Nathalie Emmanuel.  Emilia Clarke.  And there wasn’t just the GoT girls, of course.  In fact, Sophie had friends across the pond as well.  Jessica Chastain.  Jennifer Lawrence.  Hailee Steinfeld.  Taylor Swift.  Fuck, the list was endless.  All types of scenarios were going through his mind and were only interrupted when Sophie tapped his chest and ushered him down off her king size bed.

“OK, honey, time for you to leave.  I’ve got to be up early tomorrow.”

“Oh, OK.  Sure,” said George as he stepped back down from Sophie’s bed and went to the bathroom to retrieve his clothes.

He dressed himself quickly and returned to the bedroom.

“Maisie’s bringing you on set tomorrow, right?” Sophie asked him as she climbed under the covers.

“Erm…yeah, think so.”

“Great, see you then.  And turn the light out when you go, please.  There’s a good boy.”

“Sure,” said George as he crossed the suite, a smile stretching across his face as he looked at the beauty now tucked up in bed, still scarcely believing that he’d just made love to her twice in a row.

He switched off the light and closed the door.  By the time he got back to his room, Maisie was fast asleep.  He was so excited by what had just happened that he thought about waking her and spilling the beans, but ultimately decided against it.  She‘d be pissed enough if he woke her up, let alone to tell her he’d just fucked her best friend.  George stripped down to his underwear and climbed into bed, reflecting once more on the night he’d had and thought ahead to his day on set and all the wonderful things that could happen when he met the rest of the cast. 

Man, he thought as he switched out the light, having a famous sister is awesome!

End of Chapter One

[Calibur009]

Great way to start off this new series, Dark. I can't to see what happens next.

[wildspirit365]

George indeed a lucky bastard!!

What a start
I could see the vision George Tappin' Sophie ass, She's begging for it and George didn't want to miss out on that either.

Hailee joining the fun would be a treat.
But maybe Natalie comes first.

Can't wait the series grow

[DarkSwordsman]

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Chapter Two

Starring: Natalie Dormer



Also featuring: Sophie Turner and Maisie Williams

George was roused the following morning by his sister shaking him aggressively. 

“Hey, numbnuts,” Maisie growled.  “Time to get up.”

“Huh?” asked George, still semi-conscious as he rolled onto his back.  “What time is it?”

“Seven,” his sister replied.

“Seven?!  The fuck…?  I don’t even wake up for college at seven!”

“Yeah, well this is the real world, George.  Some of us have to wake before noon.  Come on, buddy, shake a leg.  You want to come to set with me, don’t you?”

George groaned, turning back onto his side as he pulled the covers back over his head.  “I’ll come by later.”

Maisie scoffed.  “Right, yeah.  And what are you gonna say to security?  ‘I’m Arya Stark’s brother.  Which way to catering?’.”

“Mmhmm.  Something like that.”

“Well, good luck with that.  I guess I’ll see you tonight then, ‘cause they WON’T let you on set without me.”

George yawned and pulled down the covers.  “Alright, alright.  Keep your knickers on.  I’m getting up.”

“And take a shower,” Maisie warned him.  “I don’t want you turning up smelling like…whatever you smell like now.”

George grinned.  I smell like Sophie Turner, he felt like saying.

George willed himself out of bed and went to take a shower.  He dressed himself quickly with his older sister yelling at him and telling him to get a move on.  They locked up their room and went downstairs, climbing into the taxi that Maisie had ordered.  Despite Maisie’s incessant moaning, the pair of them made it to set on time.  She got George a pass at security and took him to her trailer where she told him to wait while she headed off to the makeup department. 

George had a look around Maisie’s trailer which was one of the biggest on set.  He pinched a Coke from inside her fridge and took a seat on the couch, flicking through the channels on her flatscreen TV.  There wasn’t much on that early in the morning so he settled for Simpsons reruns, and was halfway through an episode when he heard a knock at the door.  He wondered if he should answer it or not, but curiosity got the better of him and he went to see who it was.

He opened the door, pleased to see a familiar face standing outside his sister’s trailer.

“Oh, hello again,” said Sophie Turner.  “Maisie around?”

“Erm…no, I think she’s in makeup,” George replied.  “Wanna come in?”

“Sure,” said Sophie as George stepped aside and ushered her through, closing the door behind her.  “So, how’d you sleep last night?”

“Pretty good.  Didn’t wanna get up this morning.  How about you?”

“Oh, I slept like a log,” Sophie chuckled.  “Guess you must’ve worn me out.  So, what are you doing here exactly?  What do you want to see?”

“Erm…dunno, whatever Maisie will let me I guess.”

Sophie’s phone buzzed in her pocket and she dug in her hand to retrieve it.  “Ooo!” she said as she looked at the screen.  “This looks like your lucky day, Georgie.  Natalie Dormer is shooting a nude scene.  Wanna take a look?”

Fuck yeah, he wanted to take a look.  Honestly, she had him at Natalie Dormer.  The fact she’d be naked was the icing on the cake.

“Am I…allowed?” George asked her.

Sophie waved her hand dismissively.  “Oh, don’t worry about that.  You stick with me, OK?  I’ll take you wherever you want to go.”  She turned and headed for the door, looking back at him from over her shoulder.  “Well, you coming or not?”

“Err…yeah,” said George, flicking off the TV and following Sophie as she stepped outside. 

She led him to a lot on the far side of the compound.  A security guard was waiting by the door, glaring at George as he watched him approach.

“This is a closed set, Miss Turner,” the man declared.  “No guests, I’m afraid.”

“This is Maisie’s brother,” Sophie told him.  “He’s got an all access pass.  Haven’t you, Georgie?”  She turned her head and looked at him, doing her best to stifle a grin.

He didn’t have an all access pass, and Sophie was well aware of that.  “Erm…yeah,” he said, hiding his nerves as best he could.

“My mistake,” said the security guard.  “Enjoy your day on set, sir.”

“Uhh…thank you,” said George as Sophie took his hand in hers and pulled him into the lot. 

George almost gasped when he walked inside.  He couldn’t believe that he was standing on the set of his favourite show, right beside his favourite actress that he’d just made love to the night before.  He looked around in awe as he took it all in.  The enormous lights.  Those incredible sets that he loved so much.  Directors.  Sound guys.  Cameramen.  And of course, Miss Dormer herself.  His heart beat faster when he saw her standing there, wearing little more than a small silk robe as she got some final touch ups from one of the makeup girls. 

“OK, we ready?” asked the director.

The makeup girl nodded.

“Ready, Natalie?”

“Mmhmm,” she said, untying her robe to reveal her naked body. 

George’s breath caught in his mouth and he almost gasped as she slid the robe down the length of her arms and handed it to the makeup girl.  He’d seen her naked numerous times on TV, of course, but seeing it live was a whole other matter.  Her body was incredible.  Her long legs.  Her toned abs.  Her perky tits.  Her shaved pussy.  His eyes went wide as they feasted upon it and he tried his best to keep his jaw from dropping. 

Sophie leaned over and whispered in his ear.  “Looks great, doesn’t she?”

George nodded slowly, almost in a trance as he watched her walk towards a king size bed and climb under the covers.  The makeup girl stepped out of frame and the director looked at his crew.

“Ready, guys?”  The crewmen nodded or gave a thumbs up and then he turned towards Natalie.  “OK, action.”

Cameras started moving on all sides of the set as Natalie pulled her covers down and sat up in her bed, acting like she’d just woke up.  The actress yawned and stretched her arms, giving the cameras a fantastic view of her tits as she pulled the covers down past her legs and stood up out of bed.  A cameraman moved in behind her and followed her as she crossed the room, pointing his lens at her peach-shaped ass, but making sure not to get her pussy in shot as she pulled open the bedroom door.

“Cut!” yelled the director.  “OK, thank you, Natalie.  Everyone happy?”

The camera guys nodded and murmured in unison.

“Great.  OK, take five everyone.”

Someone brought him a fresh cup of coffee and the crew set off to the catering table to get some refreshment.  George felt Sophie clasp his hand and he almost tripped as she made a beeline for her naked co-star, dragging the young man with her.

“Hey, Nat,” Sophie said as she threw her arms out, pulling her in for a hug. 

The makeup girl had handed Natalie her robe but she hadn’t put it on yet, seemingly happy to let it all hang out. 

“Hey, Soph,” the blonde said back.  “And who’s this cutie you’ve brought on set?”

“This is George,” Sophie replied.  “Maisie’s brother.”

“Ohhh, so this is Maisie’s brother.  Lovely to meet you,” Natalie as she turned to George, wrapping her arms around his body and pulling him in for a warm embrace. 

His eyes bulged, his face turning red as he found himself squished against a naked Natalie Dormer. 

“Oh, you don’t mind, do you, honey?” she asked as she broke from the hug, gesturing towards her chest.  “We see each other naked all the time, don’t we, Sophie?”

“Mmhmm,” Sophie smirked.  “He doesn’t mind, do you, Georgie?”

“Erm…no,” said George, wondering who on Earth would complain about seeing Natalie in the buff. 

As he turned back to look at Natalie, he found her gazing straight back at him, a glint in her bright blue eyes. 

“Natalie,” said Sophie, grinning, “what are you looking at him like that for?”

“I’m just thinking about that text you sent me this morning,” Natalie replied.  “Wondering if those things you told me are true?”

Sophie tipped her head back and laughed, loud enough for the crew to hear.  “You know he’s like half your age, right?”

“And?” asked Natalie.  “He’s legal.  Isn’t he?”

“Yeah, just about.”

“Good enough for me,” Natalie smirked. 

“Well, they’re true, trust me,” Sohpie declared.  “Take him to your trailer if you don’t believe me.”

“I might just do that,” Natalie said.  “If he wants to, of course.”

“Oh, he wants to.  Don’t you, George?”

“Err…sure,” George replied, wondering if every man on set got this kind of treatment, or if he was somehow special. 

“Great!” said Natalie.  She sunk her hand into the pocket of her gown and fished out a pair of keys.  “I’ve got a few re-shoots to do, but make yourself at home and I’ll be with you soon.”

And with that, Natalie turned, giving George a view of her ass as she wandered back over to the re-assembled crew. 

“Don’t say I don’t hook you up,” Sophie called after her, and Natalie turned and flashed her a grin.

Sophie turned and looked at George.  “OK, let’s get you to her trailer.”

She grabbed onto George’s arm and pulled her with him as she marched towards the exit, leading him across the grounds and back to the actors’ trailers.  Sophie flipped through Natalie’s keys until she found the one she wanted then fed into it the look on the door of her trailer.  She pushed the door open and the two of them walked inside.  Natalie’s trailer was a little smaller than Maisie’s was, but featured most of the same amenities: couch, TV, fridge etc.  There was even a large single bed in the corner.  He wasn’t quite sure why she needed a bed on set, but he guessed it made sense for night shoots and things like that.  George took a seat on the sofa, expecting Sophie to sit beside him, but the actress remained standing.

“Alright, I’ll leave you to it then,” Sophie declared.

“You’re leaving?” George asked.

“Yeah.  I’ve got a scene in a minute, mate.”  A grin pulled at Sophie’s lips.  “What, were you expecting a threesome or something?”

He wasn’t, but the thought of fucking both Natalie and Sophie made his cock get instantly hard.

“No, but…”

Sophie laughed.  “Don’t worry, babe.  Natalie doesn’t bite.  Actually…she does sometimes.  But you’ll be fine.  I’ll come and get you later.  Have fun.”

And with that, Sophie was gone.  George grabbed the remote control and turned on Natalie’s TV, Sophie’s last words going through his head as he flicked through the channels.  He wasn’t sure if she was joking or not, but either way it made him nervous.  He watched TV for about an hour- just the usual daytime crap- until he was interrupted by the trailer door swinging open and Natalie Dormer stepping inside.  She was dressed now, in a sand-coloured trench coat and a pair of high heels.  Or at least, that’s all George could see. 

“Hmm,” Natalie chuckled.  “Make yourself at home, why don’t you?”  She pointed at the TV.  “You can turn that off.  I don’t think we need the telly on now.”

George gathered the remote from beside him and switched off the TV.  Natalie kicked off her stiletto heels, sitting in an armchair opposite George and crossing one leg over the other. 

“So…Sophie told me a lot about you.”

“Oh…OK,” George replied nervously.

“She said you were very open-minded.  Is that true?”

This confused George, as while his night with Sophie was obviously amazing, they hadn’t done anything out of the ordinary.  In fact, having had sex a grand total of two times, he’d never done anything out of the ordinary. 

“Erm…well, we…”

“A simple ‘yes’ or ‘no’ will do,” Natalie said, cutting him off mid-sentence.

“Umm…OK.  Then…yes.”

“OK.  So you won’t mind if we experiment a little?”

“Uhh…I guess not.”

“Good,” said Natalie.  “Stand up.”

George rose from his seat on the couch, a nervous gulp escaping his throat as Natalie stepped in front of him. 

“Take off your shirt.”

George did as the actress requested, gripping the hem of his t-shirt and pulling it over his head.

“Hmm, not bad,” Natalie said, her eyes scanning his torso.  “Little scrawny for my tastes but I think I can work with that.  As long as you’re big where it counts.  Take off your trousers.”

George nodded and unbuckled his belt, his fingers shaking slightly as he slowly unfastened the clasp on his jeans and started to lower the zipper.  He dropped his jeans to his ankles and kicked off his trainers, stepping out of his trousers and kicking them aside.

“Yeah, you can take the socks off too, mate,” Natalie said.  “Nothing worse than a guy that wears his socks to bed.”

George bent down and peeled off his socks, balling them up and adding them both to his pile of clothing.  Natalie looked him up and down then looked into his eyes as she pointed past to him to the corner of the trailer.

“Why don’t you go and lay down on that bed for me.”

“Erm…sure.”

He walked towards the bed and laid on top of it, staring up at the trailer ceiling as Natalie followed behind him, looming over his supine frame as she stopped at the edge of the bed.

“Comfy?” she asked him.

He nodded.

“Good.  ‘Cause you might be there a while,” Natalie laughed as she opened a drawer on the nightstand, removing a handful of short silk ties.  “Hands.”

George lifted his arms up above his head, feeling silk wrap around his wrists as Natalie tied it to the bed frame. 

“OK, one last thing,” said Natalie as she dug back into her nightstand drawer, producing a black satin sleeping mask.  “Head up.”

George lifted his head off the pillows so Natalie could affix his blindfold then set it back down as she climbed onto the bed, kneeling between his legs.

“Right, let’s take these off, shall we?” the actress said, hooking her fingers under the waistband of his boxers.

Natalie started to inch them down, slowly revealing the base of his shaft.

“Oooh, nice!” said the blonde.  “Sophie said you were nice and thick.”

She pulled his pants down a little bit further, freeing his member inch by inch until she tugged it down past his swollen helmet.  George’s dick was already rock hard and it shot out from his waistband like a bullet from a gun, nearly hitting Natalie square in the face as she pulled his boxers right down to his knees. 

“Bloody hell!” the actress laughed.  “Christ, that thing nearly took my eye out!”

She pressed her hand against the base of his shaft and pushed it back until it touched his tummy, releasing it and giggling to herself as she watched his cock spring back into place.

“I’m gonna have fun with that,” she said with a smirk.  “I can tell already.”

Natalie climbed back down from the bed and tied a tie around his ankle, securing it to one of the bed legs.  She tied the other one and now George was fastened securely, scarcely able to move a muscle as she strolled along the side of the bed, running a hand up his leg.  She grabbed her phone from the bedside table, unlocking it with her face then opening the camera.  She framed a close up of George's cock, snapped a picture, then opened up the Messages app. 

*

Nathalie Emmanuel was sitting in her trailer, picking at a plate of sushi as she scrolled through Instagram.  A notification appeared at the top of her screen, telling her she had a message from Natalie Dormer.  The girls were always texting each other during days on set, talking about new crew members and discussing which ones they’d fuck.  She opened the message and her eyes went wide.  Stretched across her screen was a rock hard cock, boasting the kind of proportions that made the starlet’s mouth water.  Attached was a message that read as such:

Natalie: Got something for ya! [kiss emoji] [heart emoji] [aubergine emoji]

Nathalie put her fork down and punched out a response.

Nathalie: WOW!  Who does THAT belong to?! [heart eyes emoji]

Natalie: Maisie’s brother.

Nathalie: [laugh emoji] Yeah, good one. Come on, whose is it really?

Natalie: No, really. It’s Maisie’s brother.

Nathalie: OMG! And she’s been keeping that from us?!

Natalie: I know! Would you like me to bring him out tonight?

Nathalie: Errr…YES! Either that I frig one out in my trailer! [hot emoji]

Natalie: Wouldn’t be the first time [wink emoji]

Nathalie: [laugh emoji] Bitch! I’ll see you tonight [kiss emoji]

*

Putting her phone back down, Natalie brushed her hand over George’s hip then continued up the length of his torso, finally stopping when she reached his face.  She lifted the blindfold from in front of his eyes then pulled it off his head, setting it down on the bedside table.  Standing at the side of the bed, Natalie leaned over George’s frame, looking down at him as he lay there helpless.

“You like eating pussy?” the actress asked him.

“Yes, ma’am,” George replied.  He hadn’t done it until the previous evening, but not only did he thoroughly enjoy it, but he was pretty damn good at it too.  Sophie’s words, not his.

Natalie tipped her head back and laughed.  “‘Ma’am’.  I like that.  So would you like it if I sat on your face?”

“Yes, ma’am,” George said.  “I’d like that a lot.”

“Of course you would,” Natalie grinned.  “OK, let’s do this, shall we?”

Natalie stripped out of her clothes and climbed up onto the bed, throwing a leg over George’s torso as she straddled his chest.  Shifting forward, Natalie grabbed onto the headboard as she planted her knees either side of his head.  Looking up, George’s eyes nearly popped out of their sockets as the sight of her pussy came into view, her lips already slick with arousal. 

“Ready, baby?” Natalie asked him, to which George replied with an eager nod.

Natalie grinned and lowered herself down, sinking her pussy down onto his face.  George felt her pussy press against his lips, feeling how wet she already was he poked his tongue out from between his lips and licked along her slit.  She tasted incredible, maybe even better than Sophie, and George could feel his taste buds tingling as he dragged his tongue across her wet pink pussy lips.  George repeated that several times, licking back and forth along the length of her slit until he’d lapped up all her juices, finally settling on the nub of her clit.  Natalie’s hand slid into his hair, gripping it firmly in a tightly clenched fist.

“Mmm, yeah,” the actress moaned, closing her eyes as she tipped her head back, moaning gently towards the ceiling above her.  “That’s it, baby.  Right there.”

George thought back to his night with Sophie and decided to use the same technique.  Sophie had clearly loved it, so why wouldn’t Natalie?  He started to move his tongue, swirling it slowly around her clit.  She moaned again, louder this time, tightening her grip on George’s hair.  George could feel her pussy get warmer, juices starting to ooze from inside her and trickle down onto his chin.

It only made him want to lick her harder, so that’s what he did, working his tongue with greater exertion as it spun in a circle around the nub of her clit.  Clockwise, anti-clockwise, every which way but loose.  Natalie’s hand came free from his head and George looked up as she slowly slid it up her perfect body, over her tight toned torso and up to her perky tits.

“Mmm, yes!” the actress purred, moaning softly as she pawed at her tits.  “Oh my God, baby.  Fuck, you’re good at that.”

George’s cock was now hard as a rock and only got harder as Natalie’s hand came free from her chest, reaching back blindly until she found the young man’s shaft.  She gripped it tightly, feeling it throb and pulse in her hand as she jerked his member up and down, making him moan as he ate her pussy.

“Don’t get distracted, baby,” Natalie warned him.  “You keep doing what you’re doing.”

George did as the actress told him, swirling his tongue around the nub of her clit even as she stroked his cock, doing so with expertly timed and perfectly pressured strokes. 

“Ohh, yes!” Natalie moaned.  “Keep going, baby.  Just like that.  Fuck, I’m gonna cum on your face!”

Her words excited him and George’s tongue started moving faster, swooping and swirling around Natalie’s clit, feeling it twitch and pulse and throb as juices kept oozing from between her lips, nearly drowning him alive as he ate her pussy. 

A few more swirls of George’s tongue and Natalie made good on her promise.  She tightened her grip on George’s hair, making sure his tongue stayed right where it was as pleasure started coursing through her.  Cum gushed forth from Natalie’s pussy, soaking George’s lips as his tongue kept moving in concentric circles, licking her through her throes of climax.  Her body started shaking as moans poured out from between her lips, her eyes clamped shut as a final spasm shot through Natalie’s frame. 

She loosened her grip on George’s hair, gently combing her fingers through it as a contented smile stretched across her face.  She opened her eyes, staring down at George’s as he slid his tongue along the slit of her pussy, gathering all the excess fluid. 

“Wow!” she panted softly, shifting backwards as she leaned her head in and kissed him on the lips, tasting herself on his tongue.  “That was nice.”

“You’re telling me,” George grinned back as Natalie moved down lower, kissing down his neck and past his collarbone. 

She kissed his chest in several places, moving past the young man’s midriff until she reached his dick.  George’s cock was good to go, but Natalie decided to tease him, moving down in between his legs and kissing the insides of his thighs.  George could feel his cockhead twitching as Natalie moved in slowly, poking her tongue from between her lips and licking one of his balls. 

Reaching up to grab his cock, she gripped it gently as she pulled it backwards, slowly jerking his rock hard shaft as she wrapped her lips around his teste.  Natalie slobbered and sucked on his ball, feeling his semen churning inside it as she let it spill from between her lips and switched across to the other.  She felt his cock start throbbing harder as she suckled and slurped on each of his nuts, dousing them both in spittle. 

Once both his balls were soaking wet, she pressed her tongue against his scrotum and started to lick up the young man’s shaft, trailing a juicy vein as she worked her tongue right up to the tip.  Precum was pooling in George’s urethra, but Natalie made light work of that, cleaning every drop of it with a few slick swipes of her tongue. 

Gripping his cock at the base of the shaft, she looked up at George as she poked her tongue out and started to swirl it around the tip of his prick.  George’s head fell back into the pillows and a helpless moan spilled forth from his lips as his cock started pulsing in Natalie’s hand.  Wrapping her lips around his cockhead, his dick throbbed harder as she worked her hand right up to his crown and began to stroke him as she bobbed her head, using her spit as lube as she stroked and sucked with equal measure.

She went down deeper with every pass, finally removing her hand from the base as he felt his crown push past her tonsils.  George gripped the ties on his wrists, his knuckles turning white as he pulled on them as hard as he could, pleasure coursing through his teenage body.  He felt his crown slide into her throat and Natalie latched onto George's hips, gripping them tightly as she sank down lower, taking him down to the base.

“Aww, fuck!” the young man moaned, the ties sliding up the slats on the headboard as he raised his arms up, lifting his head off the mattress.

Natalie’s face was pressed against his stomach, locks of blonde spilling out of over his hips as his fuckstick lodged in her tight, wet throat.  She pulled back slowly, leaving behind a thick mess of spit as she lifted her head up, dragging her lips back up to the tip and popping it free from between them.  Her eyes flashed up at him and Natalie grinned as she gripped his cock, smearing her spit along the length of his shaft as she jerked it up and down.

Readily parting her full set of lips, Natalie steered his crown in between them, throwing her head down quick as a flash and taking him down to the hilt.  George’s eyes nearly popped out of his head as he tried to make sense of what he’d just seen.  It was like a magic trick.  One moment his cock there, the next it had disappeared, lodged in the depths of Natalie’s throat. 

And once she had his dick inside her, she didn’t relinquish it easily, keeping it embedded inside her gullet even as she felt him twitch, his cockhead throbbing like it could blow at any moment.  George tightened his grip on the sheets, nearly tearing out clumps of fabric as he fought like mad to retain his load.  Closing his eyes, clenching his teeth, every non-sexual thing he could think of was shooting through his brain at a mile a minute. 

Natalie looked up as she sucked his cock, seeing the anguish the boy was in and finally taking pity on him.  She dragged her lips back up to the tip, releasing the crown with a * POP * so loud that it almost set him off. 

“Uh uh uh,” the actress grinned, shaking her head from side to side.  “Not yet, baby.  You don’t get to cum ‘til I say so.  You got that, honey?”

George nodded his head, gently breathing a sigh of relief that it made it through unscathed.  Though that sense of relief didn’t last too long.  Curling her fingers around the base, Natalie started to stroke his cock, doing so at agonising pace that was bordering on torture.  George’s shaft was coated with spit and a steady * SCHLICK * SCHLOCK * SCHLICK * started filling the expanse of the room as she pumped her fist up and down his member, growing steadily faster and seeing what he could handle.  The answer, it turned out, wasn’t very much and the blonde was just a few strokes in when she felt his cock start throbbing.

“Bloody hell!” Natalie laughed.  “You gotta show some restraint, boy.  How the fuck are you gonna handle my pussy if you can’t even take a little handjob?!”

Frankly, George was thinking the same thing.  Fucking Natalie Dormer was one of his biggest fantasies, and if his stupid tender penis stopped him from doing that then George would never forgive it. 

Natalie placed a finger just below his cockhead and pushed it back until it touched his stomach.  Keeping it pressed against his belly, she placed another finger at the base of his shaft and ran it slowly up George’s underside, trailing a juicy vein that ran right up to the tip of his penis.  George let his head fall back, moaning towards the ceiling as the gentle sensation sent jolts of electricity shooting through his body.  He bit down hard on his lower lip, feeling his toes curl as his body tingled from head to foot.

She teased him like that several minutes, brushing her finger up and down his shaft until his cock had finally settled.  She removed her finger from George’s tip and his cock sprung back into place, making her giggle as it flopped back and forth.  She gripped his shaft to steady it, leaning over and spitting out a glob of saliva which landed with a splat on George’s helmet.  She slid her hand right up to the tip, smearing it along the length of his shaft as she jerked his cock up and down.  It was more than he could handle and within a matter of moments, George’s cock was throbbing once more.

Natalie gasped, releasing her grip on George’s shaft.

“Show!  Some!  Res…traint!” Natalie said, slapping his thigh after every syllable.

George hissed as she struck his leg.  The slaps weren’t hard but even so they took him by surprise.

“I might have to leave you here and come back in an hour,” Natalie joked. 

Or at least, George thought she was joking.  Turned out she was deadly serious.  Though ultimately Natalie decided she was way too horny for such an endeavour, and she’d have to make do with what she had.  She threw a leg over George’s waist and planted her knees either side of him, reaching back and grabbing his cock.  Holding it tightly just below his head, she lowered herself down until her slit touched his helmet, then proceeded to rub it up and down her slick pussy.

George did his best to stifle a moan, in case she started slapping him again, but he couldn’t do anything about the involuntary spasms that were shooting through his penis, making him twitch against Natalie’s twat.  Her hand slid down to the base of his shaft and she gripped them tighter as she dipped down lower, feeding his cockhead into her snatch. 

George bit down on his lower lip but, try as he might, he couldn’t keep a moan from escaping.  Natalie’s pussy was so tight and wet, that it made his dick throb uncontrollably, precum leaking from the tip as it slid into Natalie’s box.  Natalie released her grip on the shaft, placing her hands just above her knees as she sunk down lower, taking his cock down inch by inch. 

Natalie’s eyes stayed glued to his, staring at him with a hint of a smirk as she felt him slide into her hot pink pussy, his dick throbbing harder with every inch she took.  He felt her ass touch down on his thighs and Natalie stayed there for several seconds, testing his resolve as she felt his member throb inside her, precum oozing out and smearing across her cervix.

George kept eye contact for as long as he could, but the gorgeous smirk on Natalie’s face was doing little to help his predicament.  He tipped his head back and moaned towards the ceiling, pulling hard at the ties on his wrists as he felt himself throb in Natalie’s pussy.  Natalie grinned and lifted her ass up, dragging her pussy back up to the tip then dropping it straight back down again, hitting his thighs with a deafening * SMACK * that bounced off the walls of her trailer.

“Uhhh!” George exclaimed, throwing his head up sharply, his mouth hanging open like he’d just been winded.

“Ooo-hoo-hoo!” Natalie laughed.  “Too much for you, huh?”

George shook his head defiantly, but if Natalie’s smirk was anything to go by, she didn’t entirely believe him.  She started to ride him hard and fast, perky tits jiggling up and down as her thick, toned ass bounced off the tops of his thighs.  Her bright blue eyes stayed glued to his, silently testing him, daring him to cum.  George tugged harder at the ties on his wrists, pulling them towards him with so much force he thought he might snap them in two.  But the ties held out and so did he, summoning every ounce of willpower to keep from exploding in Natalie’s pussy.

She rode his cock for several minutes then lifted her ass up slowly, popping him free from her tight, wet pussy, much to his relief.  George released his grip on the ties, allowing himself to relax for a few brief moments as Natalie shifted backwards, kneeling between his legs. 

“Hmm, seems like I misjudged you, boy.  You’re stronger than I thought you’d be.”

Her head dipped down in between his legs and she pressed her tongue in between his balls, licking from his scrotum and along the length of his shaft.  She dragged her tongue right up to the tip then lapped at George’s slit, scooping up the precum that was pooling inside it.  She slid her lips down over his helmet and let them sink down the length of his shaft, not stopping ‘til she reached the base.

She felt a spasm shoot through his cock, keeping him there for another few seconds to see if he could handle it.  Turns out he could.  Just about.  She pulled back up to the tip of his prick and popped him free with a smack of her lips.  She grinned at him and spun around, sticking her ass out behind her.  Natalie reached back and scooped up her hair, pulling it over one of her shoulders as she showed off her sculpted back and her perfect, peach-shaped ass.  George felt his cockhead twitch just at the sight of it. 

Natalie reached down and grabbed his cock, holding it at the tip as she backed her ass up and pressed it against his shaft.  Gripping it tightly, she started to grind up against it, teasing the boy with her hot, wet pussy.  Natalie pushed her ass back a little bit further, pressing his cock against his stomach.  Then she started grinding harder, rolling her hips in a steady rhythm as she rubbed her tight pussy up against his dick, smearing her arousal up and down his shaft.  Natalie peered back over her shoulder, winking at George as she felt him throbbing, precum dripping from the tip of his prick and leaving a pool just above his navel. 

She did that several times then lifted her ass up, reaching back and grabbing his prick.  She rubbed the tip against her pussy then sunk down slowly onto George’s cock.  George watched as Natalie dropped her ass down slowly, her pussy greedily devouring his cock as she worked her way down it an inch at a time.  He felt his tip press against her cervix then her plump ass touched down on his stomach as she swallowed up the entire thing, taking his cock right down to the base.

His head fell back and he moaned towards the roof of the trailer as he felt the actress lift herself up, raising her ass up slowly and dragging her pussy along the length of his shaft.  She worked her pussy right up to the tip, keeping it there for a couple of seconds, then lowering it straight back down, dropping her ass down onto his tummy with a sharp * SMACK * that almost took the wind out of him.

“Uhh!” the young man groaned, feeling pain and elation in equal measure as Natalie’s ass smacked against his stomach and his cock vanished up her tight pink twat.

Again she rode him as hard as she could, occasionally peering back over her shoulder to see how he was reacting.  At times he looked on top of the world, his eyes clamped shut and mouth wide open as he moaned in the midst of pleasure.  Sometimes he looked utterly transfixed, eyes glossing over as her ass cheeks rise and fall, rippling and jiggling as they slapped against his stomach.  While other times he looked almost pained, pulling at the silken ties as tried to keep himself cumming, having little choice but to lay back and take it as Natalie used him, treating his cock like her personal property.

She rode his cock for a few more minutes then climbed back down again.  This time Natalie shifted backwards, crawling back towards the headboard and pushing her ass into George’s face.

“MMPF!” the boy exclaimed as Natalie lifted her head into the air, straightening her back as she perched on his face, smothering him with her asscheeks.

“Mmm, yeah.  You like that, baby?” Natalie laughed.  “You like that big arse on your face?  Huh?”

“MMM!” George exclaimed, expressing his enjoyment to the best of his ability.

His tongue came out from between his lips and he put it to Natalie’s clit, licking along the slit of her pussy and right up to her asshole. 

“Ooo!  Yeah, that’s it, baby,” Natalie grinned, looking back at George as she grabbed his hair, pulling him in ever deeper.  “You lick that arse.”

George was keen to oblige, dragging his tongue across her puckered sphincter then splitting it open as he pushed inside it. 

“Ohhh, yeah!” Natalie moaned.  “Yeah, yeah, yeah!  Get your tongue in there.”

Natalie released her grip on his hair, leaving the boy to his own devices as she leaned forward slightly and grabbed George’s cock, cooing and moaning as she jerked it up and down.  Natalie spat out a long string of saliva, which dripped down slowly from between her lips and down onto George’s helmet.  She moved her hand to the tip of his prick, smearing in her spittle and using it as lube as she pumped her fist up and down his shaft, feeling it throb in the palm of her hand.

George started moaning underneath her ass, muscles tensing all over his body as he tonguefucked Natalie’s ass.  Natalie released her grip on his cock, placing her hands on the mattress as she leaned herself forward.  She gaped her lips as wide as they’d go as she sunk her head down onto his cock, only closing them up again once she’d taken him to the hilt.  George pried his tongue from her ass, his head dropping down onto the cushions as a desperate moan flew forth from his lips. 

Her lips wrapped tightly around the base of his shaft, and Natalie sucked as hard as she could, siphoning precum from his quivering rod as she dragged her lips back up to the tip.  She tongued at his peehole several times then popped her lips from his cockhead, lifting her head up slightly as she posed a question to the man underneath her.

“Well?  You just gonna lay there or are you gonna fuck my mouth?”

George lifted his hips off the mattress, thrusting slowly into Natalie’s mouth.  Natalie took the first few thrusts then lifted her head up again.

“Come on.  Don’t be a pussy.  Fuck me harder.”

George gripped tighter to the ties on his wrists, using them for leverage as he bucked his hips up as hard as he could, drilling his cock between Natalie’s lips.  * UKK * UKK * UKK * came the sounds from her mouth as George’s cock tunnelled deep inside it, his cockhead smacking against the back of her throat.  Spit started dripping down the length of his schlong, smearing across his balls as they flung up off the mattress and smacked against Natalie’s nose. 

George lifted his head up and put his tongue to Natalie’s clit, making her moan as he fucked her mouth.  He licked across it several times then returned to his previous tactic, swirling his tongue around it swiftly and skillfully.  Natalie’s clit started throbbing harder and he heard her moans increased in volume, each one muffled by the width of his shaft as he drilled it into her gullet.

A few more swirls of his talented tongue and Natalie was putty in George’s hands.  He felt her lips drag up his shaft as she threw her head up sharply, leaving it soaked and dripping with spit as she straightened her back and pushed her ass down onto his face, smothering him with it as he licked her clit.  George could barely breath as Natalie’s cheeks pushed down onto his face, covering his mouth and squishing his nose.

Luckily for him, she was close to cumming and George started tonguing her faster to push her over the edge.  A few more licks and he did just that.  He felt her fingers slide into his hair then grip it tightly as he lifted his head up, pulling him deeper into her ass and cutting off his airways almost completely.  George kept licking as he felt her cum, juices trickling along the length of his tongue as she felt her legs start to quiver and shake, her forearm trembling as she gripped his hair.

“Ohhh, fuck!  YEEESSSSSS!!!” Natalie screamed, her face turning red, eyes clamped shut as the final jolts of pleasure coursed through her heavenly frame.

“Ahhhhh!” she moaned out loudly as her body turned to jelly.

She released her grip on George’s hair and flopped back down from on top of his face, landing in a heap beside him.  George breathed a sigh of relief, sucking in as much air as he could fit inside his lungs.  Natalie took a moment to regain her composure then rolled onto her side, peering at George as he gasped for air.

“Phew!” she said with a puff of her cheeks.  “OK, you’re good at that.”

She placed a finger on George’s chest and began to trace it down his body, running it along the top of his shaft and up to the tip of his penis.

“Now…I wanna see what you can do with this.”

She tapped the tip of his cock with her finger then reached her hand up above his head, pulling at the tie on his wrist. 

“If I let you out of these are you gonna play nice?”

George shook his head.

Natalie tipped her head back and laughed.

“Good,” she said.  “I was hoping you’d say that.”

She untied the ties on George’s right arm and as  she reached across to do the other one, George lifted his head up and kissed her neck.

“Mmm,” Natalie purred, closing her eyes as she freed his hand, then turned around to untie his ankles.

George reached out with his newly freed paws and grabbed onto Natalie’s ass, finally feeling it in the palms of hands.  He’d often wondered what her ass what would feel like and the answer, it turned out, was ‘fucking amazing’, tight and toned, yet plump and juicy.  He felt the ties come free from his ankles and pulled his legs back as he raised himself up on his knees. 

“Hmm, OK,” Natalie grinned as she turned around to face him, seeing the position that he’d put himself into.  “You want doggy then, huh?”

“Mmhmm,” said George.

“Alright, let’s do it,” Natalie said, getting down on her hands and knees and pushing her ass out behind her.

George gripped his cock at the base, aligning the tip with the slit of her pussy.  He moved a hand to Natalie’s hip, holding it tightly as he thrusted forward and pushed his cock inside her.  Natalie moaned as she felt him enter, blonde hair spilling down her back as she lifted her head up.  George looked down as he steered his cock in, admiring the way her lips spread open as he filled the actress’ twat.

Natalie’s pussy was soaking wet and a single push was all it took to sheath himself to the balls.  A moan slipped free from George’s lips as he left his cock embedded inside her, her tight pink pussy gripping every inch of his shaft.  He latched onto her other hip, gripping them firmly as he drew back slowly, pulling right back to the tip of his prick.  Looking down, he saw that his cock was slathered in juices, glossy and shining from bottom to top.

He moved his hands down to grab her ass, gripping both cheeks and pulling them apart as he drove his cock back into her pussy, bottoming out with one hard thrust.

“Oh, YES!” Natalie shrieked, clutching the bedsheets below her as she felt his cock burrow deep inside her, hitting her cervix like a battering ram.

He started to fuck her with slow, hard thrusts, pulling back to his swollen crown then ramming it back into her as hard as he could.  Each new thrust made her asscheeks jiggle, her entire body shifting forward, as George’s hands moved up her hips and pulled her back into position. 

Natalie turned to face him, blonde hair whipping through the air as she peered back over shoulder, looking at George with a glint in her eye.

“Yeah, come on.  Harder,” the actress growled.

George started pumping faster, maintaining his depth as he drilled into her pussy with quicker, more powerful thrusts.  He felt her pussy tighten around him, thick white streaks of arousal smearing along the length of his shaft each time he thrust inside her.  His balls began to swing back and forth, beating out a continuous rhythm as they slapped against her clit.

“Uhh!  Fuck yeah, that’s it.  Pull my hair,” Natalie said, moaning loudly as she took his cock.

George let go of one of her hips, reaching forward and scooping her hair into a makeshift ponytail.  His first pull was a little bit tentative; he’d never pulled a girl’s hair before and he didn’t want to do it too hard. 

“Oh, come on!” Natalie scoffed.  “You can do it harder than that.”

He tightened his grip on her long blonde hair and pulled it back sharply, yanking her head right back so she was staring at the ceiling.

“Yeah, that’s it.  Now we’re talking.”

George maintained his vice-like grip, practically using her hair as reins as he pulled himself deep into Natalie’s pussy, going ballsdeep with every stroke.  * THWACK * THWACK * THWACK * came the sounds as he threw himself into her, echoing off the walls of the trailer as his pelvis crashed into Natalie’s ass.

“Oh!  Fuck!  Yeah!  Gimme!  That!  DICK!” the actress moaned, each word punctuated by another hard bodily collision. 

George delivered a few more thrusts then twirled his hand in a circle, wrapping her hair up around his fist as he pulled her up off the mattress. 

“OH!” she yelped, eyes going wide as he pulled her back, wrapping an arm around her torso as he pinned her body against his own.

Natalie threw her arms up, grabbing onto the back of his head as George’s hands moved in different directions, grabbing onto one of her tits as he moved the other to the nub of her clit.  He rubbed her clit as hard as he could and Natalie came in the blink of an eye, screaming at the top of her voice as a powerful climax rushed through her body.

“Oh, FUCK!  YES!”

George drilled into her with one last thrust, feeling her muscles clamp around his cock as a hot rush of fluid surged from the depths of her pussy, drenching his pulsing shaft.  Natalie grabbed the back of his head, fisting a handful of George’s hair and pulling it back as the feeling ripped through her tight, toned body, working its way to her furthest extremities. 

Finally her grip on him loosened and George let go of Natalie’s body, letting her flop down onto the mattress.  His cock slipped out of the actress’ pussy, his shaft smeared with a layer of cream, a reward for all his hard work.  She took a few moments to regain her senses then rolled onto her front, pushing herself up onto her hands and knees. 

George’s cock hung right in her face as she poked her tongue out, lapping up precum as it dripped from the young man’s helmet.  She spread her lips around George’s crown, her blonde head bobbing back and forth as she began to steer them down the length of his shaft, sinking down deeper with every pass.  Her lips slid down to the base of his shaft and she sucked all the juices off George’s prick as his swollen crown slid into her gullet.  By the time she pulled back, George’s cock was sparkling clean, dripping with her sticky saliva as she plucked it free from between her lips. 

“Fuck my face,” Natalie said, then parted her lips as wide as she could, presenting the teen with a gaping hole to his stuff his meaty cock into.

She didn’t have to tell him twice.  He gripped his cock at the base of the shaft, steering it forward without hesitation and slotting it between her lips.  His first thrust took him straight to the base, and he moved his hands to the back of her head as he drew his hips back swiftly, pulling right back to the ridge of his crown.  His cock was slick with Natalie’s spit; big, thick drops of the stuff dripping from the base of his shaft and down onto the bed sheets.

He kept it there a couple of seconds then drove it back in as hard as he could, feeling his crown push into her gullet as he bottomed out in between her lips.  And from that point he didn’t let up, slapping his balls against the actress’ chin as he drilled his cock into her oral cavity, sinking to the base with each new thrust.  * URK * GLACK * GLUCK * sounds filled the room, each one louder than the one that preceded it as George’s crown pushed her tonsils aside, tears welling in her eyes and ruining the mascara that the production’s make-up girl had worked so hard on.   

A few more thrusts and George retracted, prising his cock from between her lips.  Removing a hand from the back of her head, he gripped his cock just below the tip, angling it upwards as he pushed his balls into Natalie’s face.  Natalie parted her full set of lips, wrapping them around one his nuts and sucking at it greedily as he jerked his spit-slicked cock. Natalie drenched his swollen ball then moved her lips to the other, making sure both were wet with spit before she licked along the base of his shaft and up to the tip of his cock, lapping up precum from his winking dickhole. 

She took his cock back between her lips and this time he let her take control, letting his hands fall down his sides as she slid her mouth down the length of his shaft.  He felt her lips press against his pelvis and George tipped his back and moaned as she poked her tongue out from above her bottom lip and pressed it against his ballsack.  A sharp spasm shot through his dick, his veins throbbing against her tongue.  Natalie’s lips pulled back to the tip and she popped it free from between them.

“You gonna cum for me?” Natalie asked, grinning as she poked her tongue out and lapped at George’s slit.

George nodded, feeling like his cock could blow at any second.

“Mmm, gimme it,” Natalie ordered.  “Cum on my face.”

George gripped his cock at the base, feeling it throb in the palm of his hand as he curled his fingers around it.  He jerked it twice and off it went.

“Ugh!  Fuck!” George exclaimed as a burst of spunk short forth from the tip, splattering across her mouth and nose.

A few more strokes and he fired again, aiming a little higher as he left a streak across Natalie’s forehead, messing her hair and covering one of her eyes. 

“Mmm, yes!” Natalie moaned, feeling the cum on her skin as George kept pumping his red raw penis, jerking out the remaining spunk.

George released his grip on the shaft, closing his eyes as he breathed a sigh of relief, a look of elation stretched across his face.  Natalie reached up and grabbed his cock, sending a shudder through George’s body as she ran her fist along the length of his shaft, sticking her tongue out from between her lips as she squeezed out the last few droplets. 

“That was fun,” the actress grinned.  An alarm started blaring on Natalie’s phone.  “Ah, just in time.  I’m wanted back on set.”

Natalie climbed down from the bed, fetched her robe from the floor of her trailer and pulled it back over her body.  As she went into the bathroom to fix her hair, George got up and gathered his clothes.  He was halfway dressed when Natalie returned.

“You’re coming out tonight, right?” the actress asked him.

“Out where?” George replied.

“Maisie didn’t tell you? We go out every Friday after we wrap.”

“Oh,” said George.  “Maybe she doesn’t want me to come.”

Natalie waved her hand, dismissing his comment with a sneering scoff.  “You’re coming.  I have someone that wants to meet you.”

“You…do?”

“Uh huh.”  She walked towards George and wrapped an arm around the small of his back, grabbing his ass with one of her hands as she ran the other through his hair, seeing him off with a lengthy kiss.  “Now run along.  I need to get ready.”

George gave a nervous smile then turned and opened the door, closing it behind him as he stepped outside.  He made his way back to Maisie’s trailer, wondering who Natalie’s friend might be and why she wanted to meet him.  Excitement built in the pit of his stomach.  His trip to Belfast had already surpassed just about every expectation and with a night out with the cast now booked in his diary, it was only going to get better. 

End of Chapter Two

[wildspirit365]

Dear George, you better pump it up well

It is safe to say that Nathalie Emmanuel will get to taste it later in the evening.
Hopefully, Carice van Houten, Rose Leslie and Esmé Bianco will soon discover the mighty George down the line.

Can't wait for the next chapter!!

[DarkSwordsman]

Written as a commission.

Chapter Three

Starring: Nathalie Emmanuel



Also featuring: Sophie Turner, Natalie Dormer, Emilia Clarke and Maisie Williams

George went back to Maisie’s trailer and watched TV while he waited for her to finish shooting.  She returned to her trailer a little after 5pm, gathered her things then escorted her brother to a waiting cab. 

“So what time are we going out tonight?” George asked Maisie.

Maisie looked at him.  “Ah, so Sophie told you about that then, huh?”

“No…” George began, then quickly stopped himself when he realised what he was about to tell her.  “I mean…yeah, she told me.”

“Right, well don’t you go embarrassing me,” Maisie replied, pointing at George with a threatening finger.

“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he said with a grin.

“And I hope you can handle your booze better now.  Remember Auntie Cheryl’s 50th?”

George thought for a moment before responding.  “Erm…no, not really.”

Maisie laughed.  “Yeah, I’m not surprised, the state you were in.  But here’s a little refresher: you spent the whole night throwing up then I had to drive you home early.  So if you could refrain from doing that tonight, that would be much appreciated.”

“Duly noted,” George replied, flashing his sister a cheeky grin that she couldn’t help but smile at.

“Little fucker!  Seriously though, I want you on your best behaviour.”

“I’ll be a boy scout, I promise.  Just…you know, without the sexual abuse.”

Maisie looked at him, stony faced.  “Can’t believe I’m your sister.”

“Yeah, you really lucked out there.”

*

The cab pulled up outside the hotel and Maisie paid the driver.  Brother and sister went up to their room, ordered some room service and ate their food while watching TV.  George waited while Maisie took a shower, then jumped in there himself, washing himself thoroughly.  By the time he got out and toweled himself dry, Maisie was sitting at the vanity table, carefully applying her makeup. 

George went through the clothes he’d brought and picked out his smartest attire, a button up shirt and a pair of black jeans.  He put on his clothes then returned to the bathroom to style his hair, making sure he made it as neat as possible.  After all, Natalie’s friend was going to be there and George was keen to impress her.  He wondered which member of the cast it might be, growing increasingly excited as his mind reeled off all the various names. 

Maisie was still getting ready by the time he’d finished so George booked an Uber and put on the TV while he waited for his sister.  Maisie finished and they went downstairs, climbing into the Uber that was already waiting for them.  George could feel his excitement growing as the driver took them into the centre of Belfast.

They were meeting Maisie’s friends at Alibi, the largest and swankiest club in the city.  The queue was long by the time they arrived, but Maisie and George went straight to the front, hoping one of the bouncers recognised her.  Luckily, one of them did, and brother and sister were whisked right in.  They didn’t even check George’s ID. 

Music was pounding as they entered the club, the dance floor already packed.  George was amazed as he looked around the place.  He’d gone out clubbing a few times in Bristol but he hadn’t been to a place like this.  George and Maisie went to the bar and again they didn’t have to queue.  Maisie ordered them a couple of drinks and George was stunned when he heard the price.  Thankfully, his sister was paying. 

Brother and sister sipped their drinks then went to the VIP area.  Maisie’s friends were already there and they leapt up to give her a hug.  George even got a hug from Sophie and another from Natalie when Maisie wasn’t looking.  She even pinched his ass a little.  As George sat down beside his sister, his heart started beating even louder than the music when he saw who was sitting across the table.  Emilia Clarke was directly opposite and next to her was Nathalie Emmanuel.  Both girls looked simply stunning, particularly Nathalie who was wearing a low cut purple dress, her hair done up in an afro. 

Nathalie smiled at him as he sat at the table and he smiled back as he sipped his drink, hiding his nerves as best he could.  Beautiful women still intimidated him, even after fucking one two days in a row.  He had a chat with Sophie, who asked him about his day with Natalie, talking loudly over the music but not so loud that Maisie could hear them. 

After chatting with him for several minutes, Sophie downed the last of her drink, slamming her glass down as she announced to the table, “Right, I’m having a dance.  Who’s coming with me?”

Emilia and Nathalie answered in unison, rising from their seats and stepping out from behind the table.  George didn’t answer, but Sophie grabbed him anyway and pulled him up from his chair, dragging him behind her as she led the group to the dancefloor.  Sophie and the girls pushed their way to the centre of the dancefloor and were promptly surrounded by a sea of drooling men, all of them glaring jealousy at George as Sophie started grinding against him, rubbing her ass against the bulge in his crotch.

George wasn’t much of a dancer, but he moved to the music as best he could, even putting his hands on Sophie’s hips as she ground against him harder.  George was happy to have her so close, for not only did he enjoy the feeling of her body against him, but having her in such close proximity helped to hide what was now a visible boner, pulling at the fabric of his jeans. 

Sophie clocked it as she rubbed up against him.  She reached out and grabbed onto Nathalie, pulling her closer and turning the duet into a trio.  The surrounding men turned green with envy as the three of them started bumping and grinding, with Sophie as the meat in the sandwich.  They danced like that until the end of the song when Sophie slipped out from between her two friends, allowing them to get better acquainted. 

Nathalie wrapped her arms around his neck, flashing George her killer smile as he placed his hands on the actress’ hips.  Nathalie turned and pressed her ass up against his crotch, grinding on him just like Sophie had done.  He felt his cock grow even harder, a situation not helped when he looked to his left and saw that Sophie was dancing with Emilia, fending off the advances of a dozen hopeful Irishmen as they gathered around the gorgeous starlets. 

Nathalie turned back towards George, wrapping an arm around his back as she pressed her body against his, reaching down to rub his cock through the fabric of his jeans.  George felt his mouth go dry as her other hand moved up his back, gliding past the nape of his neck and up to the back of his head.  Leaning in, the mixed-race beauty pulled him closer, puckering her full set of lips as she pressed them against his own, slipping her tongue into George’s mouth as she kissed him right there on the dancefloor. 

George felt himself stiffen all over, most noticeably in the crotch of his pants, which Natalie’s hand was vigorously exploring.  Wrapping his arms around her body, he ran his hands past the small of her back and down to her hips as Nathalie’s tongue ensnared his own, coiling around it like a snake, lips fused together with so much grip it looked like it would take a tool of some kind to prise them apart again.

“Come with me,” Nathalie said, finally peeling her lips from his as she turned on her stiletto heels, grabbing George by one of his hands and dragging him across the dancefloor.

George stumbled along behind, whisking past the glaring faces as Nathalie pulled him like a dog on a leash, past the well-stocked bar and all the way to the ladies’ toilets.  The door flew open as Nathalie pushed it, and she and George both hurried inside.  Thankfully for him, the bathroom was empty, or so it first appeared.  As Nathalie curled her arms around him, pulling him in for another long kiss, George looked past her curly hair as a stall door came swinging open, and Emilia and Sophie came stumbling out.  And if the glints in their eyes and the smiles on their faces were anything to go by, they’d been doing a lot more than just taking a leak. 

“Ahh, well would you look at this.  This stall’s free if you want to use it,” Sophie smirked, pointing at the toilet she’d just walked out of.

“Yeah, I know,” Nathalie said, arms hanging down from George’s neck as she peered back over her shoulder.  “I can smell the fingering from here.”

Sophie raised two fingers, both of which were visibly moist.  “I haven’t washed ‘em yet, if you fancy a sniff.”

“I’m good,” said Nathalie.

“George?” asked Sophie.

“He’s good too,” Nathalie responded.  “Look, can you two get out of here before someone comes in and cock blocks me?”

“OK, OK,” said Sophie, holding her hands up defensively.  “Sure you don’t need a hand with that?” she added with a grin, pointing at the bulge in George’s trousers. 

“I think I’ll manage,” Nathalie said, then grabbed a handful of George’s shirt and pulled him towards the bathroom stall, slamming the door and locking it.

“Have fun!” Sophie called out, then she and Emilia giggled in unison as they clasped each other’s hands and scurried out of the bathroom.

Nathalie grabbed onto George’s head and pulled him in for another long kiss, a more frenetic one as she hurriedly opened the buttons on his shirt.  Once she’d got the first few open, she bit into his lip a little, making it sting as their lips came apart.  Nathalie began to kiss down his chest, slowly dropping to her knees as she fumbled with the last of the buttons.  She planted her knees on the bathroom floor, licking George’s cock through his jeans as she swiftly unbuckled his belt.

Opening the clasp at the top of his pants, Nathalie unzipped his fly, sliding her fingers under the waistband of his boxers and whipping them down along with his jeans.  George’s cock came vaulting out, nearly hitting her square in the face as it sprung out from behind the elastic.  Her mouth hung open, eyes going cross as his long, thick cock flopped up and down in front of her face. 

“Oh, wow!” she said simply, leaving his jeans bunched around his thighs as she latched onto the young man’s hips.

He felt her fingers dig into his skin, pulling him forward as her lips came apart and she all but threw her head at him, feeding his cock into her open mouth and taking him down to the hilt. 

“UHHH!” George moaned out, tilting his head towards the bathroom ceiling as he felt his tip push past her tonsils and slide straight into her throat. 

The sudden move made his legs go weak and his arms reached out on either side of him, grabbing the door and the bathroom wall to keep his knees from buckling.  Nathalie’s lips pulled back to the tip, sucking at his crown for a couple of seconds then plunging straight back down again, swallowing his member like it was the length of a cocktail sausage.

He took a few moments to regain his composure then removed his hands from the door and wall, pushing his jeans down until they formed a bunch at his feet.  He looked down at Nathalie as she sucked him off, her sexy afro a curly black blur as she bobbed her head at a furious pace, working her lips up and down his shaft.  She continued to blow him for a couple more minutes then pulled her lips back one last time and plucked his cock from between them.

“Oh my God, such a nice big cock!” the actress said as she gripped him tightly at the base of the shaft and pumped her first up and down his cock, smearing in the spit that her mouth had left behind. 

She moved her hand to the tip of his prick and pushed it back ‘til it touched his stomach, keeping it there as she dipped her head down, wrapping her lips around one of his balls.  Dousing it in spit, she let it slip from between her lips as she moved across to the other, jerking his cock as she did so.  George could feel his member throbbing, his balls swelling and churning with spunk as Nathalie sucked them one at a time, bathing them both in sticky saliva.

Popping his nut from between her lips, Nathalie poked out her tongue and pressed it in between his balls, licking along his veiny underside until she reached the tip.  Pulling her head back, she let his cock fall back into place, keeping her tongue extended as she swirled it slowly around the tip of his prick, feeling him twitch as she teased him.

Taking his crown back between her lips, this time she grabbed him with both her hands, clapping one around the base of his shaft while she stroked his cock with the other.  Nathalie’s eyes stayed locked on his as her head started bobbing, hand and mouth both moving in sync.  George’s cock started throbbing as the actress worked him over, using her spit as lube as she jerked him off with the perfect pressure, moaning a series of appreciative ‘mmm’’s as she feasted on his lengthy prick.

As Nathalie’s lips started sinking deeper, she released her grip on the base of his shaft, reaching down to play with his balls as she worked his cockhead further inside her, pulling it steadily to the back of her throat. 

George tipped his head back and moaned, enjoying the tight embrace of Nathalie’s fist, the perfect warmth of her gooey saliva and the gentle feel of her sprightly tongue as the lapped at the veins on the bottom of his cock.  Removing a hand from the bathroom wall, George reached down almost absent-mindedly and placed a hand on the back of her head, feeling his fingers sink into her tightly-curled ringlets.

Nathalie took the hint, removing her hand from George’s shaft and latching onto his hips, allowing the boy to take control as he pushed her head down deeper, feeling his tip push into her gullet. 

“Oh, God!” George moaned out, feeling his cockhead twitch as it slid into Nathalie’s throat, his balls churning as they pressed against her chin.

He wasn’t sure if he should cum right there so he started to push against Nathalie’s head.  But the actress wasn’t having any of it.  She released her grip on George’s hips, wrapping her arms around the backs of his thighs and gripping them as tight as she could.  Clearly she wanted him to cum down her throat so George was keen to oblige her. 

Tightening his grip on the back of her head, George quit fighting and let it all go, promptly unleashing a thick load of cum which shot straight into her gullet.  He started to moan at the top of his voice when two drunk girls stumbled into the bathroom and started nattering away, one of them cutting up lines on the sink while the other reapplied her lipstick. George removed his hand from the back of Natalie’s head and clamped it over his mouth, silencing the moans as they attempted to burst from his lips. 

Nathalie kept sucking as she felt him cum, slurping at his member as hard as she could in hope of extracting some more.  She succeeded and forther ropes shot out of his tip, pouring straight down the actress’ gullet and joining the others in the pit of her stomach.  Her lips pulled back to the ridge of his crown and she popped it out from between them, perhaps a little louder than she should have considering there were two sloshed locals hovering up coke on the other side of the door.

She unwrapped her arms from around his waist, grabbing onto the base of his shaft and running her hand right up the tip, squeezing at his tender cockhead until a bead of cum appeared in his slit.  Poking her tongue out from between her lips, Nathalie licked at the tip of his penis, lapping up the final droplets.  George felt a spasm shoot through his cock, sending shivers up and down his spine.  He kept his hand clamped over his mouth to keep from alerting the two pissed up drug addicts as they gummed the remaining powder.  They waited for the girls to leave then Nathalie wiped her mouth, rising to her feet as George pulled up his trousers.

“Shall we get outta here?” Nathalie said, and if the blowjob hadn’t convinced him, the look she gave him as she asked the question definitely, definitely did.

“Sure.”

Nathalie opened the door and peered around it, checking that the coast was clear.  Confirming that it was, she grabbed George’s hand and pulled him out of the stall.  She took a moment to fix her hair then fetched a mint from inside her bag, popping it into her mouth to mask the taste of semen.  Nathalie opened the bathroom door, strolling back into the club with George following sheepishly behind her. 

Nathalie spotted Sophie on the dancefloor, teasing one of the patrons by grinding her ass on his cock.  George hung back as Nathalie pushed through the crowd, giving her a hug and a kiss goodbye.  Sophie spotted George as Nathalie returned to him, making an O shape with a finger and thumb and poking another finger through it to simulate penetration.  She could see him blushing from across the club and it made the redhead laugh.

“Ready?” said Nathalie.

“Mmhmm,” said George, then the gorgeous actress took him by the arm and led him towards the exit.

A procession of cabs was lined up outside and Nathalie dragged him to the closest car, opening the door and pushing him in.

“Where to?” asked the cabbie as George flopped down onto the backseat.

Nathalie gave him the name of their hotel then pounced on George as the car pulled away, laying on top of him and kissing him aggressively.  George kissed back, wrapping his arms around her back and running them down her body.  He was a little conscious of the driver who kept sneaking glances at them in his rearview mirror.  George couldn’t blame him for that though and likely would have done the same thing if he’d been in his position.

A lot of snogging and dry-humping later and the car pulled up outside the hotel.  Nathalie paid the driver, grabbed onto George’s hand, pulling him towards the front door, through the almost empty lobby and into a waiting lift.  They rode the lift to Nathalie’s floor, making out the entire way before the actress dragged him towards her room.

Pressing her back up against the door, the kissing continued as she rummaged through her handbag, searching for her keycard.  Finding it, she turned around, rubbing her ass against George’s cock as she wiped it through the reader, throwing the door open with so much force that it almost flew off its hinges. 

Nathalie walked through the open doorway then turned back around to look at George, gripping his shirt and dragging him inside.  The door swung shut behind them and George barely had a chance to lock it as Nathalie pulled him further inside, frantically undoing the buttons on his shirt as she walked backward towards the bed. 

She tossed her handbag onto the floor and pulled her dress up over her head, throwing it aside haphazardly.  The kissing continued as she clambered onto the bed, putting her hands to George’s face as he climbed up behind her, resting his knees on the mattress as Nathalie laid back and pulled him down on top of her. 

George’s hands slid up her hips, while Nathalie’s went to the back of his head, gripping two fistfuls of hair as she wrapped her arms around his shoulders.  Their lips came apart and George started kissing her neck, moving past her collarbone as his hand slid over the small of her back and located Nathalie’s bra strap.  A short blind tussle and he got it free, sitting up as she lifted her arms and pulled it free from her body.

Her tits were small but lovely and perky, and George got to them in the blink of an eye, wrapping his lips around one of her nipples and feeling it grow as he sucked it.  A moan spilled forth from Nathalie’s lips and she raked her fingers through George’s hair as he peeled his lips from around her nipple and switched across to the other. 

Moving back towards the foot of the bed, George kissed down Nathalie’s stomach as he shifted down in between her thighs.  George peered at the crotch of her panties; the outline of her pussy was visible through the moistened fabric.  He hooked his fingers underneath her waistband and started to pull them down, the cotton sticking to Natalie’s pussy as he pulled them past her ass.

Lifting his head and straightening his back, he pulled her pants off the rest of the way and dropped them down onto the floor, kissing along the insides of her thighs as he crawled in between her legs.  Wrapping his arms around her thighs, he placed his hands on Nathalie’s stomach as he poked his tongue out from between his lips and pressed it against her taint. 

He dragged it slowly along the length of her slit, licking up the moisture that clung to the lips of her pussy.  She tasted amazing, and George could feel his mouth start to water as her sweet, sweet juices trickled along the length of his tongue, making his taste buds tingle.  He dragged his tongue right up to her clit and Nathalie’s head fell into the pillows, curly hair spilling around her as a sharp hiss spilled forth from her lips.

George’s lips wrapped around her pussy and he sucked on her clit to expose it further, feeling it throb as his tongue pressed against it.  Nathalie reached down and grabbed his head, her right hand pawing at her perky tits as she combed her fingers through George’s hair, lightly moaning as he licked her clit.

“Mmm, yeah.  That’s it.”

George peeled his lips from her clit and brought two fingers to his mouth, slipping them inside and wetting them with spit.  Plucking them free, he pressed the tips against the slit of her pussy, teasing her with them before he pushed them both inside her.  Sinking them in as deep as he could, George’s tongue went back to her clit as his fingers made a hook inside her, rooting around for her g-spot. 

Finding it quickly, he began to massage it with the tips of his fingers as returned his tongue to Nathalie’s clit.  This time he swirled his tongue around it, ringing it slowly in concentric circles.  He felt her tighten around his fingers and Nathalie’s moans increased in volume as juices began to fill her pussy, coating his fingers from knuckle to tip.

“Mmm, yes.  Right there,” she moaned out softly, tightening her grip in George’s hair.

George could feel her muscles tensing, abs rippling and thighs clenching as they pressed against the sides of his head.  Arousal leaked from her vaginal lips, smearing across his lips and chin.

“Oh, yeah, keep going.  Fuck, I’m gonna cum on your face!”

A few more swirls of George’s tongue and Nathalie made good on her promise.  Her eyes clamped shut, moans pouring out from between her lips as pleasure started coursing through her. 

“Oh, YES!  FUCK!”

George kept his fingers inside her, his tongue encircling her throbbing clit.  Her pussy contracted and a wave of fluid gushed forth from inside her, nearly drowning George alive as he licked her through the throes of climax.  Finally her grip on him loosened and George retrieved his fingers, noting how wet they were as he plucked them from her pussy.  He fed them back in between his lips, sucking them clean then licking the cum from around his mouth. 

“Nat was right,” said Nathalie, grinning.  “You are good at that.”

Crawling towards the headboard, Nathalie’s arms went around his shoulders as he leaned down to kiss her.  Nathalie’s tongue pushed into his mouth, tasting her pussy as it tangled with his own.  George reached down as they continued to kiss, gripping his cock at the base of the shaft and pressing it against the slit of her pussy.  Pushing forward, he felt her warmth engulf his shaft as he slipped it past her drippy wet slit and deep into the actress’ cunt.  Their lips came apart and Nathalie unleashed a deep, breathy moan as she felt his cock bottom out inside her, his helmet twitching as it pressed against her cervix.

“Oh, yes!  You’re so big!”

George leaned down and kissed her again, feeling her moans go into his mouth as he started to thrust into Nathalie’s pussy.  He felt her hands slide down his back, grabbing his ass as she lifted her legs up and wrapped them around the backs of his thighs, urging him deeper inside her.  George answered the call, lifting his ass up higher and bringing it down again with increasing force and speed, pushing himself hard into the actress’ tight, wet pussy.  Now he was giving her everything, ramming into Nathalie’s twat with every inch at his disposal.  He felt his balls slap against her taint, his swollen cockhead burrowing deep and hitting against her cervix.

Nathalie moaned as she took each thrust, pleasure starting to spread across her face as her legs gripped tighter to the backs of his thighs and her fingers sunk into both his ass cheeks, like she was trying to squeeze the cum from his body.  One more thrust and she almost succeeded.  She felt a spasm pass through his cock and George threw his head back sharply, closing his eyes and biting his lip.

“Woah, woah!  Steady on, big boy,” Nathalie grinned.  “We can’t have you finishing yet.”

George fought hard to regain his composure.  He put a few more thrusts into Natalie’s pussy then lifted his head up and straightened his back.  Reaching back behind him, he grabbed onto Nathalie’s thighs, prising himself from their vice-like grip.  He pulled them around in front of him and held them against his chest, keeping them spread as he gripped them tightly and started to ram into Nathalie’s pussy.

“Oooh, yeah!  That’s it, baby,” the actress exclaimed.  “Fuck me just like that.”

Nathalie reached down in between her legs and put two fingers to the nub of her clit, rubbing it hard as George kept thrusting.  He felt her muscles tighten around him, gripping every inch of his cock as he drilled it deep into Nathalie’s pussy then pulled it back out to the base, a chorus of * SMACK * sounds filling the room as his stomach slapped against the backs of her thighs.

“Mmm, yes!” Nathalie purred.  “Yes, yes, yes!  Keep going.  Fuck, you’re gonna make me cum!”

A few more thrusts and she did just that.  George looked down as he kept on thrusting, watching intently as her eyes clamped shut and a euphoric expression engulfed her face, her lips hanging open as moans poured out from between them.  Burying his cock inside her one last time, he felt her grip him extra tight, grasping his shaft and not letting go as warm juices burst from inside her, soaking his entire length. 

George could feel his dick throb harder, tensing and pulsing as Nathalie’s muscles contracted around him, squeezing his fuckstick for all it was worth.  He craned his head up and closed his eyes, desperately trying to think of something else, anything else that would help him retain his load.  Somehow he rode out the storm and after what felt like an eternity had passed, Nathalie’s grip on him started to loosen. 

George pulled back as quick as he could, prising his cock from Nathalie’s pussy.  Looking down, he could see that his dick was visibly pulsing, sticky drops of arousal juice dripping from his underside and down onto the bedcovers.  Nathalie grinned as she pushed herself up, her brown eyes bulging slightly as she saw how wet his cock was.

“Ohh, wow!” Nathalie laughed.  “I made a mess, huh?  Guess I better clean that up for you, hadn’t I?”

“Erm…” said George, looking apprehensive.  It sounded great, of course, but with the tender state that his cock was in, he wasn’t too sure he could handle it.

Nathalie giggled, sensing his concern.  “Don’t worry.  I’ll go easy on you.”

Nathalie got down on her hands and knees, George’s cock pointing right and her face as she poked her tongue out from between her lips and brushed it against his tip.

“Uhhh!” George moaned, tipping his head back as a violent spasm shot through the length of his shaft.

“Fuckin’ hell, boy!” Nathalie exclaimed.  “Jesus Christ, I barely touched you!  I think you need to cool off a little.”

With that, she dipped her head down in between his thighs, allowing his cock to rest against her face as her lips enveloped one of George’s balls.  Sucking it hard and dousing it with spit, she popped it free with a smack of her lips, feeling his member throb against her face as she switched across to the other.  Once his cock had settled a little, she popped his nut from between her lips, pressing the tip of her outstretched tongue against the base of George’s shaft. 

Moving slowly, Nathalie licked along the length of his shaft, trailing a juicy vein as she dragged her tongue to the tip of his penis.  Gripping his cock at the base, a fresh pool of precum had started to form in the tip.  But Nathalie made light work of that, lapping it up with a few short swipes of her tongue.  George gripped the sheets underneath him, doing his best to stifle a moan as a sharp shudder passed through his body, making him tremble from head to foot. 

Nathalie grinned, gazing at George with her big brown eyes as she swirled her tongue around his cockhead, encircling it smoothly at an agonising pace.  Nathalie did that several times, then wrapped her lips around the tip of his prick, sinking them down just a couple of inches then pulling them straight back up, plucking it free with an audible *POP*.  She uncurled her fingers from the base of his shaft, grabbing his hips as she sunk down lower.  Slowly bobbing her head up and down, every pass took another inch until her perfect lips were edging towards the base of his shaft.

Her hair started brushing his stomach, igniting tiny jolts of pleasure that shot through his frame like electric current.  George closed his eyes, nearly tearing clumps of fabric from the bed sheets as muscles tensed all over his body.  He could feel the blood rushing through his shaft, his dick throbbing harder the deeper she went.  One last plunge and he felt her lips press against his pelvis, warm air tickling his midriff as her nostrils flared, her fingers digging into his hips. 

She kept him there for as long as she could.  Or rather, for as long as he could take.  His dick had been throbbing since she first put her tongue on it, but when a violent spasm shot through George’s shaft, she knew the boy had reached his limit.  She pulled back slowly, dragging her tongue against his underside and freeing his cock with a smack of her lips.  George breathed a sigh of relief, chancing his eyes open as he released his grip on the bedsheets. 

Nathalie leaned forward, pressing her tits against George’s cock and pushing it back against his stomach as he kissed him just above his navel.  She started to move towards the top of the bed, feeling his cock rub against her skin as she kissed his body in several places; the bottom of his ribcage, his sternum, his chest, his collarbone.  She kissed along his neck and up to George’s lips, her mouth still wet from sucking his cock.  Nathalie pressed her lips against his and soon their tongues were intertwined as he ran his down the actress’ back and grabbed her pert little ass.  He could feel her pussy rub against his cock, her lips still slick with arousal.

Their lips came apart and Nathalie lifted her head up, straightening her back as she moved towards the headboard.  Planting her knees either side of his head, suddenly all George could see was the wet dark skin of Nathalie’s pussy as it hovered just above him, tantalisingly out of reach.  Nathalie looked down at him and grinned.  She put two fingers to the lips of her pussy and carefully peeled them apart, showing the boy her pink insides. 

George licked his lips in anticipation, waiting for her to lower herself down and plant that sweet pussy right on top of his face.  But with no such move forthcoming, George made a play for it himself, lifting his head off the mattress and towards her chocolate treat.  But Nathalie was having none of that.  She placed a hand on top of his head, pushing it back into the pillows.

“Uh uh,” she said with a smirk.  “Hold your horses, boy.  You just stay where you are, OK?”

George nodded, clenching his fists in frustration as Nathalie’s fingers slid into his hair, pressing on his head and keeping it pinned to the mattress.  Nathalie lowered her hips down slowly, the pace simply agonising as George stared up at her tight brown pussy, still visibly wet from the pounding it had taken.  George could feel his nostrils flaring, the smell of her arousal wafting into his nose as she dipped down towards him, his face and her crotch mere inches apart.

George could wait no longer.  But as he poked his tongue out from between his lips and steered it towards her pussy, Nathalie pulled it away at the very last second, leaving him lapping at thin air.

“Mmm-mmm-mmm,” Nathalie scolded, wagging her finger back and forth.  “Keep.  Your.  Tongue.  Inside.  Your.  Mouth!” she added slowly, giving light slaps to the top of his head.

George pulled his tongue back into his mouth, keeping his lips pressed tightly together as he felt Nathalie’s pussy press against them.  He could feel her wetness on his lips and wanted nothing more than to stick his tongue out and taste her heavenly sweetness. 

“OK, open your mouth,” Nathalie said, “and press your tongue against my pussy.”

George responded quickly.  His lips shot open almost instantaneously and his tongue darted out from between them, pressing itself against Nathalie’s slit.

“Good boy,” the actress grinned.  “Now lick me.  Slowly.”

George stared up into Nathalie’s eyes as he started to move his tongue, dragging it slowly along the slit of her pussy and up towards her clit.

“Stop,” she said and George complied, his tongue coming to a sudden halt, millimetres away from Nathalie’s clit.  “Do it again.”

George peeled his tongue from her clit and moved it back down to Nathalie’s taint, repeating the process all over again.  He licked along her slit at an agonising pace, lapping up the juices that had formed on the lips of her pussy.  She made him do that five more times then finally allowed him to move up higher.

“Put it on my clit.”

George did so, feeling it throb against the flat of his tongue as he pressed it tightly against it. 

“Lick.”

George dragged his tongue up slowly, pressing it down with as much pressure as he could apply as he worked it over Nathalie’s clit. 

“Mmm, yeah, that’s it,” Nathalie purred, feeling a shudder pass through her body as George’s tongue pried against her nub of pleasure, stimulating every nerve and fibre.  “Keep it right there.”

Nathalie started grinding against him, rubbing her clit against the flat of his tongue as he started to lick it slowly.  The actress moaned, tipping her head back towards the ceiling as she released her grip on George’s head, lifting both hands up and pawing at her perky tits.  To start with, she simply ran her hands over them.  But soon her ministrations became more focused and deliberate, groping and squeezing each perfect mound and using her thumbs to encircle her nipples, both of which were hard as a rock.

Juices began to ooze from her pussy, trickling across George’s tongue.  It only made him want to lick her harder and George lifted his arms off the mattress, wrapping them around the tops of her thighs as he did just that, swirling his tongue around the nub of her clit.  Nathalie’s moans increased in volume and she moved a hand back down to his head, grabbing a fistful of George’s hair while the other hand stayed glued to her breast, rubbing her erect nipple.

A few more swirls of George’s tongue and Nathalie came with a shuddering start. 

“Ahhh!  YES!” she screamed.

Her eyes flew open and her body started shaking as she tightened her grip on George’s hair, nearly pulling great clumps from his scalp.  George peeled his tongue from her clit, moving it down to Nathalie’s slit and lapping up her juices as they gushed from inside her pussy. 

He kept on licking until the river ran dry and Nathalie loosened her grip on his hair, her tremors beginning to subside.  She took a moment to regain her senses then lifted her pussy from George’s face, his lips wet with the fruits of his labour.  Nathalie shifted back then leaned down to kiss him, tasting her juices on George’s mouth. 

She reached back behind and grabbed his cock, still rock hard after eating her pussy.  George was ready for her to sink down on top of it, when suddenly she shifted again, turning around on her hands and knees and backing up towards the headboard.  George could do little but sit there and stare as Nathalie’s ass started moving towards him, pussy still wet as it poked out invitingly from between her peached-shaped cheeks. 

He felt her face brush past his cock then watched as Nathalie lifted her head up, straightening her back and dropping her ass back down on his face.  George didn’t hesitate.  He put his tongue straight back to her clit and licked her hard like he had been before, lifting his arms off the mattress and wrapping them around her thighs. 

Nathalie started moaning loudly, pawing at her tits again as George started licking her clit.  George’s hands moved up to her hips then slid around slowly to the small of her back, sliding up towards her shoulders.  He got a firm grip and pulled her downwards.  Nathalie yelped at the sudden move, moving her hands from her chest and holding them out to brace herself as George dragged her down on top of him. 

They ended up in a 69 with Nathalie’s face mere inches from George’s hard cock.  George’s hands slid down to her ass and he gripped onto her tight, toned cheeks, holding her in place as he ate her pussy.  Nathalie’s tongue poked out from her lips as she flicked the tip against George’s crown, lapping up the precum that had formed inside his slit. 

The actress pushed her head down slowly, taking his cockhead in between her lips.  She sucked at George’s crown then sunk down lower, working her lips down the first few inches as she started to bob her head.  Her mouth felt great but George was impatient.  He released his grip on Nathalie’s ass and slid his hands up her muscular back, past her shoulders and over her neck.

His hands sunk into her curly brown hair, getting a grip on the back of her head as he started to push her downwards.  George’s crown moved past her tonsils then he felt the tip touch the back of her throat as he pushed her deeper, inching past her throat barrier and into the actress’ gullet.  Nathalie gagged as George’s cock pushed into her esophagus, bathing his shaft in ropes of drool. 

George released his grip on her hair and Nathalie started bobbing her head, working her lips up and down his shaft as George returned the favour, sliding his tongue along the length of her slit and even licking her asshole.  Both of them began to moan in unison, Nathalie’s blocked by George’s cock, while George’s moans went straight into her pussy, muffling them as he ate her out.

This continued for the next few minutes, until George’s hands returned to her head and gripped it hard as he started thrusting, bucking his ass off the mattress and drilling his cock into Nathalie’s mouth.  * UK * UK * UK * came the sounds from her throat as George’s fuckstick rammed up into it, spit pouring down the length of his shaft and soaking into the hotel bedsheets. 

He pumped into her throat a half dozen times then pushed her head back down to the base, feeling her nose squish into his ballsack.  He kept his grip on the back of her head, listening to her cough and sputter as his swollen helmet embedded itself in Nathalie’s throat.  Nathalie held him there for as long as she could handle.  Her eyes turned red and started to water as she felt her gag reflex begin to kick in.  She placed her hands on the mattress, using it for leverage to push herself up and fight against George’s grip.

George let go when he felt her resist, feeling her lips slide up his shaft as his crown popped free from between them.  Nathalie left her head up, gasping for air as she attempted to refill her lungs.  She turned to face him, breathing heavily as she peered back over her shoulder.

“Blimey!” she exclaimed.  “Rough little fucker, aren’t you?”

“Sorry about that,” George said, blushing; he’d gotten a little carried away.

“Don’t be.  That was hot,” Nathalie said then started to crawl towards the foot of the bed.

She reached the end then lifted her head up, straightening her back as she straddled the tops of his thighs.  Nathalie reached back and grabbed his cock, holding it tightly at the base of the shaft as she pointed it up at her pussy.  Sinking down slowly, George felt his cockhead twitch as it slipped into Nathalie’s pussy.  She went down lower, releasing her grip on George’s shaft as her ass touched down on his stomach, his full length disappearing from sight.

She stayed like that for several seconds, enjoying how deep he felt inside her, before she slowly lifted her ass up, revealing his member an inch at time.  His eyes bulged wide as he saw his cock.  He’d only been in her for a matter of moments and already his shaft was slick with arousal, his member glistening in the bedroom light.  She guided her pussy back up to the tip then dropped herself back down again, impaling her pussy on George’s cock.

“UHH! YES!” Nathalie moaned, a deafening * CLAP * sound filling the room as her peach-shaped ass smacked down onto his stomach.

She proceeded to ride him hard and fast, using her thigh muscles to propel her up and down, working her pussy from base to tip.  George reached out and grabbed her ass, keen to lend his assistance.  He sunk his fingers into Nathalie’s ass, enjoying the firmness of both round cheeks as they pumped up and down, rising and falling in hypnotic fashion. 

Nathalie’s hands went up to her head, piling up her tightly-curled locks and revealing every inch of her sculpted back, muscles flexing as she rode his cock.  It made his dick throb even harder, precum leaking from the tip of his prick each time it touched her cervix.  He let her ride him a few more times and then reached out and grabbed her hips, holding her still as he started thrusting. 

“Oh, yeah!” Nathalie purred.  “Yeah, yeah, yeah.  That’s it.  Right there.”

Nathalie let go of her hair, her curly locks falling back into position as she reached down with both her hands, grabbing one of her tits with one while the other went in between her legs.  She put two fingers to the nub of her clit and started to rub herself hard, her pussy contracting like she was turning a lever.

George thrusted harder as he felt her tighten, his leg muscles getting quite a workout as he used them to push himself up, drilling into Nathalie’s pussy with very little self-control.  Nathalie threw her head back sharply, yelling at the ceiling above her as George’s cock tunnelled into her pussy, hitting her deepest spots. 

“Oh my God!  Fuck, I’m gonna cum!  I’m gonna cum!”

A few more thrusts and Nathalie did so, screaming at the top of her voice as George buried his cock inside her, gripping her hips with additional force and pulling her down on top of him, keeping her there as he felt her cum. 

“Oh, fuck!  YES!” Nathalie screamed, her pussy clamping around George’s cock as fluid gushed from deep inside her, soaking him from tip to base.

His dick was pulsing something fierce, his cockhead twitching against her cervix as warm juices bathed his shaft.  His head fell back into the pillows, biting his bottom lip as his eyes clamped shut.  He tightened his grip on Nathalie’s hips, digging his fingers into her milky coffee skin as he fought the urge to cum himself. 

Finally, and to his immense relief, Nathalie’s climax ran its course and as soon as her grip loosened, George pushed her up and off of his cock.  Nathalie turned and knelt in between his legs, a grin pulling at the sides of her lips when she saw how wet she’d left his cock. 

“Oh, wow!  What a mess!” the actress laughed.

She dipped down in between his legs, letting his cock press against her face as she parted her lips, wrapping them tightly around one of his balls.  The first thing she noticed was the increase in size; they felt twice as big as they were before.

“Phew!” she said as she lifted her head.  “These have gotten bigger, haven’t they?  Need to cum, do ya?”

George shook his head defiantly.

“Right, sure,” said Nathalie, a knowing smirk stretched across her face. 

She pressed her tongue to George’s cock and licked along the underside, feeling him twitch against her tongue as she worked it right up to the tip.  Nathalie lapped at George’s slit, cleaning up the precum that had gathered inside of it.  She spread her lips around his cockhead then started to sink her head down, swallowing his member an inch at a time.  George tipped his head back, moaning softly as he felt his tip touch the back of her throat.  He felt her hair brush against his stomach, and when he lifted his head back up, those curly locks were all he could see, tickling his pale skin as her face pressed against his torso. 

She held him there for several seconds then dragged her lips up slowly, sucking her juices off George’s shaft.  She worked her lips back up to the tip then popped it out from between them, leaving his member drenched in spit. 

“Fuck me like this,” the actress said, slowly stroking George’s cock as she rested on the mattress on her hands and knees, her ass sticking up in the air.

George sat up and stepped down from the bed, moving around behind it.  Nathalie looked back as she stood behind her, flashing him a wink as he gripped his cock and pointed the tip at her pussy.  Pressing his head against Nathalie’s slit, George reached forward and grabbed her hip, holding her tightly as he pushed himself forward, steering his cock inside her. 

“Mmm, yes!” Nathalie moaned, still looking back as she felt him enter. 

George removed his hand from the base, grabbing her other hip and pulling her backwards.  Pushing forward with a sudden hard shove, he sheathed his cock inside Nathalie’s pussy.

“OH, FUCK!” Nathalie yelped, eyes bulging wide as she turned her head back, her fingers clawing at the bedsheets.

George pulled his cock right back to the tip, keeping it there for a fraction of a second before he rammed it back inside her, a loud * SMACK * sound filling the room as his pelvis crashed into her peach-shaped ass.

“OH MY GOD!” Nathalie screamed, throwing her head back as she felt his cock plunge deep inside her, hitting her cervix like a battering ram.

George tightened his grip on her hips, holding her in place as he thrusted harder, his ass moving at a mile a minute as he pumped into her pussy with little restraint.  All the while he kept looking down, taking in the sight of her ass as he rammed his hips into it.  It wasn’t the biggest he’d ever seen but boy was that thing shapely.  It looked incredible; the way it jiggled as she took each thrust.  It was begging for a slap and George was happy to oblige.

Almost without thinking, he released his grip on one of her hips and drew his hand back behind him.  Bringing it forward with an audible swish, he landed a firm hit to Nathalie’s asscheek, leaving a red print as he pulled his hand away.

“Mmm, yeah!” Nathalie purred.  “Do that again!”

She didn’t have to tell him twice.  George drew his hand back again, fingers cutting through the air as he sent it forward, landing another * SMACK * to Nathalie’s firm ass which was twice as hard as the first one.  So hard, in fact, that it made his hand sting and drew a high-pitched yelp from the actress.

“AHHH!  Yeah, that’s it!  Just like that!”

George kept pumping harder and harder, slapping her ass every five or six thrusts.  Nathalie moaned as she took each thrust, unleashing another excited yelp every time he slapped her ass.  She could feel a pressure building inside her, growing larger with every thrust and begging to be released.  One more thrust and she got what she wanted as George’s cock sheathed itself inside her one last time, sparking a climax that was without a doubt the most intense she’d felt so far.

“OHHH, FUCK!  YES!” the actress screamed, throwing her head back and flinging dark curls in every direction. 

Her pussy clamped around George’s cock, gripping it tightly as thunderous tremors coursed through her body, muscles tensing and flexing all over as her limbs began to shake.  George bit down on his lower lip, digging his fingers into Nathalie’s ass as he felt her muscles seize his cock, threatening to wring it dry. 

He waited until her muscles relaxed and not a second longer.

“Oh, fuck!  I’m gonna cum!” he yelled in warning, pulling his cock back out to the tip then gripping the base as he wrenched it free.

Nathalie reacted quickly, turning around on her hands and knees, and gripping the edge of the bed.  She looked up at George, a playful glint in her dark brown eyes as he told him sweetly, “cum on my face.”

That was all he needed to hear.  Cock still clasped in the palm of his hand, George started jerking like his life depended on it, gazing down at her gorgeous face as he prepared to shoot all over it.  Nathalie reached up and grabbed his balls, feeling how plump and swollen they were as she gripped them gently in her silky soft hand. 

That turned out to be the finishing touch and George erupted two seconds later, unleashing a deep, contented groan as a massive load of piping hot semen spurted forth from the tip of his prick.  It hit Nathalie’s face with a splat, leaving a long streak that stretched from her chin all the way up to her forehead. 

“Oh my god,” Nathalie said, feeling the weight of the massive load as it trickled down her face, the heat almost burning her skin.

George kept stroking his red raw cock, jerking out the last of his load onto Nathalie’s face, tiny droplets of thick, warm semen clinging to her curly hair. 

“Wow!” said Nathalie, grinning as he looked at George.  “You needed that, huh?”

“Uh huh,” said George, panting heavily as he palmed his tender penis, his thick shaft still visibly throbbing.

“And look, there’s still some left,” Nathalie declared, spotting a blob of spunk that had stayed in George’s tip.  “May I?”

George nodded, releasing his grip on the shaft and handing it over to Nathalie.  Curling her fingers around the base, Nathalie’s eyes gazed into George’s as she poked her tongue from between her lips and pressed it against his helmet, a spasm shooting the length of his shaft as she licked up the last few drops. 

“Mmm, that was fun,” Nathalie said.  “Wanna stay the night?  We can fuck again in the morning if you like.”

When she put it like that, there was only one answer he could give.

“Sure.”

“Yay!” said Nathalie.  “Although, I think I’m gonna need a shower first.  Can’t go to sleep with cum in your hair.  Care to join me?”

“Absolutely,” said George.

“Good,” said Nathalie, stepping down from the bed as she took George’s hand in hers and led him towards the bathroom.  “I hope you saved some energy.”

End of Chapter Three

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Chapter Four

Starring: Emilia Clarke



Also featuring: Sophie Turner and Maisie Williams

George awoke the following morning to the sound of someone clearing their throat.  Slowly opening his bleary eyes, they came to focus on a redheaded figure standing above him.

“Morning,” said Sophie, that familiar grin stretched across her face as she looked down at George, still half-asleep in Nathalie’s bed.

“Oh…er…morning,” said George, yawning, surprised to see her there.  “Where’s…?”

“In there,” said Sophie, pointing a thumb at the bathroom door.
 
George could hear the shower running.
 
“In fact, I’m about to join her in there,” Sophie added, pulling her t-shirt up over her head and tossing it onto the floor.

“Room for one more?” George asked, sitting up expectantly.

“Probably,” Sophie said, kicking off her jeans.  “But you’ve got a date tonight. 

“I...do?”

“Mmhmm.  So you’re gonna want to converse some energy.  From what I hear, you used quite a lot last night.”

“Who’s my date with?”

“You’ll see,” Sophie grinned.  “Eight o’clock.  Room 304.” 

And with that, Sophie pulled off her panties and threw them onto George’s face, giggling to herself as she entered the bathroom, closing the door behind her.  George peeled her underwear from on top of his face, noting the colourless stain that had been left on the fabric.  Clearly she’d gotten lucky last night too.  George gave thought to doing what any other man would have done in his situation: putting those panties to his nose and breathing in Sophie’s scent while he pictured all the things that her and Nathalie were doing in the shower.  But like she had, he had a date tonight.  He didn’t want to go with a drained out nutsack.

He dropped the panties down onto the mattress and climbed out of bed, finding his clothes and putting them on.  He left the suite and closed the door, returning to his room and opening it with a keycard.  Once he got inside he checked his phone, seeing that he had a new text from his sister.

Maisie: What the fuck happened to you last night?  If you fucked some random slut, don’t even *think* about using my soap.  Last thing I want is to get your crabs.  Anyway, I’ve gone into town with Nat.  We’re going to dinner tonight and you’re not coming, so find something to do.  See you later.

‘Random slut’.  What a thing to call her friend, George thought to himself.  He even considered texting her that but thought better of it.  She was pissed at him already.

George was still tired so he climbed into bed and went back to sleep, waking up again in the early afternoon.  He ordered a light lunch from room service then lazed about for the rest of the day, watching TV and fucking around on his Nintendo Switch.  Maisie got back to the hotel a little after six, finding George sprawled out on the bed, eyes glued to the screen of his Switch, dodging stray banana skins as he whizzed around the track in his Mario kart. 

“Is that what you’ve been doing all day?” Maisie asked as she came through the door.  “Messing around with that thing?”

“No,” said George.  He sounded defiant but didn’t look up from his game.  “I rented a movie as well.”

“Porn probably, knowing you,” Maisie said, dumping her shopping bags in the corner of the room.

“Nah.  Bit soft for my tastes.”

“TMI, little bro.  Remember I’m going to dinner tonight?”

“Uh huh.”

“Did you find something to do?”

“You’re looking at it.”

Maisie rolled her eyes.  “Right, whatever.  I’m taking a shower.”

“Knock yourself out.”

Maisie went into the en suite bathroom and locked the door behind her.  She took a shower and toweled herself dry, slipping into her dress for the evening.  When she opened the door and returned to the room, George hadn’t budged an inch, still tapping away mindlessly at the buttons on his console.  Maisie took a seat at the vanity, fixing her hair and applying her makeup.  She took a look at herself in the mirror then rose from her chair, turning to face her brother.

“How do I look?” big sister asked.

George paused his game, glancing up at her for a couple of seconds then straight back down at his screen.

“I dunno,” he shrugged.  “Same as you always do.”

“And you wonder why you don’t have a girlfriend,” Maisie quipped, shouldering her expensive handbag.  “Right, I’m off.  Don’t wait up.”

“I won’t.”

And with that Maisie closed the door and took off down the hallway.  George pushed pause on his Switch and went to take a shower himself.  He washed himself thoroughly, sticking the TV on as he returned to the room and flicking through the channels as he toweled himself dry.  George went through his suitcase, searching for something to wear.  He’d worn all his best clothes now so had to settle for a t-shirt and jeans. 

He got dressed and fixed his hair, then continued with his game to kill some time.  Finally the clock struck eight and George switched off his console, stashing it inside his suitcase.  He grabbed his phone and switched off the light, closing the door behind him as he stepped out into the hallway.  George found Emilia’s room, knocked on the door and waited for her to answer.

“Come in,” came a voice from inside, and George took that as his cue.

He opened the door and stepped inside.  The TV was on and Emilia hit mute as she heard him enter, rising from the couch as she hurried around to greet him.  George’s mouth hung open as he saw her.  She looked utterly breathtaking in the thigh-length, figure-hugging dress she was wearing, making George feel very underdressed.

“Hi,” said Emilia as she scurried around towards him, moving as quickly as her spindly heels would carry her.  “Glad you could make it.  Great to finally meet you properly.”

They’d met the night before, of course, but hadn’t really had a chance to speak.  Besides, the music in the club was so loud that George could barely hear himself think, much less what anyone was saying.

“Great to meet you too,” he replied.  “I’m sorry about this,” he said as he looked at his clothes.  “I didn’t bring many clothes with me.”

“Oh, that’s OK,” Emilia laughed, waving her hand dismissively.  “You’re just making me feel overdressed is all.”

“Well, you look fantastic, if that’s any consolation.”

Emilia blushed.  “Aww.  Sophie said you were sweet.  Come on, let’s watch TV,” the actress said as she grabbed onto George’s wrist and pulled him towards the couch. 

They both sat down and Emilia unmuted the TV.  George wasn’t sure what she was watching.  Frankly, he didn’t care much.

“Have you eaten yet?” Emiilia asked him.  “I could order some room service.”

“Sure,” said George.  “I mean…no, I haven’t eaten.”

“What do you fancy?” asked Emilia, reaching for the phone.

“The burgers are good.  Though you don’t look like you eat a lot of those,” George joked as he took a scan of Emilia’s body.

Emilia chuckled.  “Oh, believe me, honey.  You don’t get an arse like mine if you don’t eat some fat once in a while.”

George laughed, and the two of them got to chatting while they waited for their food.  George asked Emilia about working on the show and touched on her other projects, asking if she had anything coming up that she was excited about.  Emilia told him about a film she’d just wrapped on, a Christmas-themed rom com, and George told her he was buzzing to see it.  He wasn’t too big on romantic comedies but Emilia could have made a video of herself reading out the phonebook and George would have watched it on repeat. 

Their food arrived soon after that and Emilia opened a bottle of wine, pouring out glasses for George and herself as the conversation continued.  Emilia asked George about his homelife and his plans for when he finished college.  She even asked him about growing up with Maisie, and George made sure to fill her in on a host of embarrassing stories, like the time she got drunk at a family gathering and the time their mum walked in on her sucking off her boyfriend. 

Twenty minutes later, they’d finished their meals.  Emilia poured out the last of the wine and George continued to sip it slowly, fighting the urge to grimace with every mouthful he drank.  He hated wine but he pretended to like it because he wanted to seem refined. 

“So how have you enjoyed your time in Belfast?” Emilia asked him, drinking the last of her wine and setting the glass down on the table in front of her.

“It’s been great,” George replied.  “I can’t believe I got to come here and experience this.  I’m so lucky that my sister is an actress.”

Emilia grinned.  “Yes, from what I’ve heard that’s definitely true.  I’m sure you didn’t expect to enjoy yourself this much when you found out you were coming here.”

“Not in a million years,” George said back.  “Honestly, I feel like I’ve been in a dream this whole time and at any moment I’m about to wake up.”

Emilia laughed.  “Well, with some of the women you’ve been with this week, I can’t say I’m surprised.  But, I’ve gotta say, honey,” the actress said, leaning in closer and adding softly, “you saved the best for last.”

George couldn’t argue with that.  He liked almost the entire female cast but Emilia had always been his favourite.  Before he could respond, Emilia’s hand pressed against his cheek then slid underneath his chin.  George watched as her head moved in, her gorgeous eyes getting steadily closer until he felt her lips press against his own.  An electric shock passed through his body.  Even after the week he’d had, the slightest touch from a woman like Emilia was enough to make him tingle all over.

Emilia’s tongue pushed into his mouth and George kissed back with some degree of relish as he felt her tongue wrap around his own, a hand pressing against his thigh.  George felt his muscles stiffen as the gentle paw snaked up his thigh, nearing his hardon as it formed a bulge inside his trousers.  He felt her brush it with the tip of her finger and Emilia gave an excited huff as the two kept kissing, feeling how hard the young man’s dick was.  Their lips came apart and Emilia took his hand in hers as he pulled her head back away from his, looking him straight in the eyes.

“Shall we go to the bedroom?” Emilia asked him, her voice so sweet and impossibly sexy that even the most devout homosexual would have answered without a second’s thought.

“Absolutely,” George replied.

Emilia smiled, George’s hand staying clasped in hers as she raised her perfect body from the couch.

“Come,” she said, and George stood up as quick as he could, following closely behind her as she led him across the room.

George’s eyes were glued to her ass, barely leaving it for a fraction of a second as she pulled him towards the bedroom door.  She opened the door and the two walked in, George’s arms wrapping around her as he kicked it shut behind him.  Emilia giggled as she raised both arms, curling them around his neck.  George started at the small of her back, moving his hands to Emilia’s ass and squeezing it through her dress.  It felt even better than he thought it would have, tight and firm in the palms of his hands. 

The kissing resumed in earnest, growing more heated as one of her hands came free from his neck and traveled its way over George’s chest, moving past his beltline and down to the crotch of his pants.  She grabbed at his cock with greater exertion, jerking it slowly through the fabric of his jeans.  Already George’s shaft was throbbing, threatening to stain his jeans as the two of them kissed with rampant fervour, their tongues almost tied in a knot.

Emilia’s hand came away from his bulge and he felt her fingers interlock with his, mouths separating like they’d been pried apart with a crowbar.  Emilia licked her lips and turned, taking the young man with her as she walked towards the bed.  George stopped her as she reached the bed, brushing aside her brunette hair to reveal the clasp at the top of her dress.  Popping it open, her dress peeled apart like a flower in bloom, freeing the skin of her sculpted back.

George’s lips pressed against her neck, kissing it in several places as he slid the dress down Emilia’s arms.  George’s hands moved down her sides, pulling the dress past her womanly hips, revealing her ass in a skimpy pair of frilly black panties.  George had always loved her ass but it looked even better in person; thick and round and perfectly shaped.  His hands went to it in the blink of an eye, like her cheeks were magnetised.  He dug his fingers in, hungrily groping each perfect orb.

“Lay down,” said George and Emilia did so, climbing onto the bed and turning so she was laying on her back.

“Uh uh, other way,” said George, spinning his finger in a circle.

Emilia grinned and flipped herself over, laying on her stomach with her elbows propping her up.  George climbed up onto the bed, crawling forward until he was laying on top of her.  His heavy bulge pushed into her ass, exciting Emilia as he leaned in and kissed her neck.  Moving down slowly, he started to kiss down Emilia’s spine, past her shoulder blades and down to the small of her back. 

Kneeling at the edge of the bed, he slid his fingers underneath the waistband of her lacy black smalls and started to peel them down, baring her ass in all its glory.  He inched them down past Emilia’s thighs, pulling them off the rest of the way and dropping them onto the floor.  George moved his head in, sticking out his tongue as he pressed it against the curve of her ass, licking along the expanse of her cheek, then moving across so he could do the same to the other one. 

George repeated that several times, then kissed her left cheek in several places as he moved his mouth towards her asscrack, gripping both orbs and prising them apart.  His breath caught as he pulled them open, revealing the slit of Emilia’s pussy and the tight pink ring of her anus, both of which were incredibly inviting.

Poking his tongue out from between his lips, he kept her asscheeks pried apart as he pressed the tip against the nub of her clit.  Dragging it slowly, he slid it along the length of her pussy, gathering the juices that were coating Emilia’s slit.  Moisture trickled over George’s tongue, her sweet fluids tingling his taste buds and making his mouth water. 

Emilia closed her eyes, moaning softly as she felt his tongue move slowly, dragging upwards towards her taint.  He worked his tongue across it tenderly, stopping once he found her ass.  George pushed his head in deeper, carefully applying additional pressure as he slithered his tongue over her puckered asshole, feeling her body quiver beneath him. 

George gripped her asscheeks harder, prising them apart as he poked his tongue out, her hole splitting open invitingly.  George pushed forward, his tongue leading the way as he slid it into Emilia’s asshole.  Her brunette head shot up from the mattress, a loud moan escaping her lips as she craned her neck back sharply.

“Mmm, yeah!”

George started bobbing his head, kissing her sphincter repeatedly as his tongue slid through into Emilia’s rectum, delving into her as deep as it could.  Emilia dropped her head back down, lifting her ass up slightly as she snaked a hand underneath her body, reaching back in between her legs and putting two fingers to her warm, wet pussy.  Emilia’s moans increased in volume as she started to rub at the nub of her clit, her asshole tightening around George’s tongue as he worked it back and forth inside her. 

“Put your finger in me,” Emilia cooed, her body squirming as she frigged herself off.

George pried his tongue from her asshole and slipped a finger in between his lips, wetting it with spittle and pressing it against her pussy.  He could feel her moisture against the tip as he rubbed it against her slit, ready to push it inside her when suddenly the actress stopped him.

“Mm-mm.  In my arse.”

George reached up and grabbed her hips, flipping her onto her back.  George’s hands slid under her legs, getting a grip on Emilia’s thighs and pushing them into the air.  Emilia grabbed a pillow from behind her, stuffing it underneath her head as she reached down and grabbed her calves, pulling her legs back as far as she could.  Emilia’s ass stuck out invitingly and George moved his head in quickly, pressing his tongue against her asshole and lubing it up with his spit. 

He licked her asshole several times then pulled his tongue away, replacing it with the tip of his finger.  A gentle push and he eased it in, feeling her asshole stretch around it as it slid into her rectum.  Emilia moaned, a look of pleasure spreading across her face as George’s finger pushed in deeper, going right down to the second knuckle. 

George moved his head up higher, poking his tongue out from between his lips and pressing it against her pussy.  He started to lick at Emilia’s clit, feeling her asshole tighten around his finger as he swirled his tongue around the bead of flesh, ringing it in concentric circles.  Emilia’s moans increased in volume and a hand came down to grab his head, running her fingers through George’s hair as she pawed at her breast with the other, rubbing her nipple with two of her fingers. 

George’s fingers moved back and forth, delving deep into Emilia’s butt as his tongue moved swiftly around the nub of her clit, twisting and turning in different directions.  Sophie had told her that he was good at giving head and for once she’d been telling the truth.  Sophie had a tendency to lie when it came to sexual matters, so when she told her how many times she came, Emilia assumed she was exaggerating.  But now that she’d sampled the goods for herself, the brunette was starting to believe it. 

Emilia’s pussy was leaking profusely, smearing her juices over George’s mouth.  Beads of arousal oozed out from between her lips, trickling over the skin of her taint and adding some additional lube as they dripped down to her butthole, easing the entry for George’s fingers as he worked it deep into her tight backdoor.

“Ohhh, fuck!” Emilia moaned, tightening her grip on Geoge’s hair as pleasure started coursing through her.

A few more swirls of George’s tongue and Emilia came with a shuddering start.  She tipped her head back sharply, her eyes clamping shut as a high-pitched squeal flew forth from her lips, bouncing back down off the bedroom ceiling.  Her asshole tightened, gripping his finger with increased force as a burst of fluid gushed from inside her, pouring into George’s mouth.  His tongue kept moving, lapping up every drop she gave him and enjoying the taste as it lingered on his tongue. 

Her voice gave out and her grip on his hair finally loosened as Emilia hit her peak, a contented smile stretched across her gorgeous face as a wave of euphoria washed right through her body.  George peeled his tongue from her clit, his lips shining with the fruits of his labour as he eased his finger from inside her ass.  He slipped his finger in between her lips, tasting her asshole as he sucked it clean.  Every part of her tasted amazing; even better than he had imagined. 

He lifted his head from between her legs, looking ahead into Emilia’s eyes as he started crawling forward.  Settling on top of her, Emilia’s arms went around her neck, fingers combing through George’s hair as he leaned in to kiss her, giving her a taste of her pussy and ass.  He felt her tongue push into his mouth, her hands sliding down his back as they shared a passionate kiss. 

Emilia wrapped her arms around him and rolled the both of them over, leaving the young man flat on his back as she laid on top of his body.  George was taken aback.  He knew that Emilia had an amazing body, but she was stronger than he’d given her credit for.  Emilia pried her lips from his and moved down to kiss neck, continuing down past George’s collarbone as she shifted back towards the foot of the bed.

Emilia grabbed the hem of his t-shirt, kissing his stomach in several places as she lifted it up towards his chest.  George grabbed his t-shirt and pulled it up over his head, tossing it down onto the bedroom floor.  Emilia settled in between his legs and quickly unbuckled George’s belt, opening the clasp at the top of his jeans and lowering the fly.  She pulled his jeans down past his knees and George proceeded to kick them off as Emilia pawed at the bulge in pants, growing larger as she felt him up. 

George kicked his jeans to the floor as Emilia moved her head in, pressing her lips to the tip of his prick and kissing it through his boxers.  Emilia moved her head up higher, kissing her way up George’s shaft until she reached his waistband.  Looking up at George with a naughty grin, she clamped his waistband in between her teeth and awkwardly pulled it down, slowly revealing his now hard shaft. 

She got his boxers halfway down, but impatience got the better of her and she hooked her fingers underneath the waistband, pulling it down the rest of the way.  George’s cock popped out of his pants, nearly hitting her in the face as it sprung to attention. 

“Ooh, wow!” Emilia cooed, pulling his pants down past his feet and tossing them aside like a piece of trash, his cock getting her full attention. 

Emilia pushed his thighs apart as she crawled between them for a closer look.  The actress took it in the palm of her hand, curling her fingers around his thick shaft.

“Mmm, so nice,” Emilia purred as she moved her head in, pressing her tongue against George’s balls.

Emilia licked past George’s base, continuing up the length of his shaft until she found the tip.  Emilia licked it several times, scooping up the precum that had formed inside his slit.  George tipped his head back and moaned, the feeling of her tongue sending shivers through his body.  Emilia swirled her tongue around his helmet, repeating the motion several times before she pressed it against the underside, parting her lips and wrapping them around his tip.

Emilia started bobbing her head, her tongue sliding along the base of his shaft as she worked her lips up and down, going deeper with every pass.  George tucked his hands back behind his head, moaning lightly as she sucked him off.  Her mouth felt amazing and he could feel her saliva pouring across him, coating every inch of his shaft. 

His cockhead pushed past Emilia’s tonsils and he felt her lips touch the base of his shaft as Emilia’s head sunk down to the bottom, throating him with barely a flinch.  George threw his head up sharply, a louder moan escaping his lips as his hands shot out from behind his head, grabbing onto the hotel bed sheets. 

She kept him there for several seconds, spit continuing to drip down his shaft as his member throbbed against Emilia’s tongue, his cockhead twitching in the back of her throat.  Her gag reflex began to kick in and Emilia placed her hands on the mattress, pressing against it to push herself up.  Emilia’s mouth slid back to the tip, revealing how wet she’d left his shaft as she popped his cockhead from between her lips. 

Emilia looked forward as she grabbed his cock, grinning as George’s head sank back down into the pillows, releasing the sheets from the grip of his fist.  Emilia jerked him up and down, using her spit as lube as she pumped her fist from base to tip, feeling it throb in the palm of her hand.

“You’ve got a nice cock,” Emilia said.

“You’ve got a nice mouth,” George responded.

“Oh, I know,” Emilia grinned, parting her lips as she dipped her head down, wrapping them tightly around one of his balls.

Emilia sucked on George’s teste, dousing it in spit before she popped it free and switched straight across to the other.  Suckling on that one too, both his nuts were slick with spittle by the time she returned to George’s cock.  Pressing her tongue against the base, Emilia licked along the length of his shaft, feeling his member pulse and twitch as she dragged her tongue right up to the tip.

A pool of goo had formed in the tip, but Emilia made light work of that.  Just a couple of swipes from her talented tongue and George’s slit was dry as a bone.  Emilia parted her full set of lips and sunk back down onto George’s cock.  Only this time, she didn’t just take the head inside; she took half his shaft as well.  George grabbed the sheets to brace himself, expecting her lips to lock around it, but instead her grip stayed loose.  All he could feel was Emilia’s tongue as it pressed against the underside.

Emilia lifted her hands off the bed and tucked her arms behind her back, glancing up at George with a suggestive glint.  George knew exactly what she wanted and his hands moved almost instantaneously, grabbing the back of Emilia’s head.  Scooping a handful of nut-brown hair, he held it up like a length of rope as he used her locks to hold her head up. 

Bucking his ass off the mattress beneath, he started to thrust into the actress’ mouth, feeling his crown push past her tonsils and jab against the back of her throat.  * UK * UK * UK * came the sounds from her mouth as George’s cock plunged deep inside it.  He could feel the spit pouring out of her mouth, running down the length of his shaft and trickling across his ballsack.

George thrusted a few more times then pressed down on the back of her head, pushing her down to the base of his shaft.  He felt her face press against his stomach, his cockhead pushing past her throat barrier and into Emilia’s gullet.  George could hear her choking, feel her nostrils flaring as they pressed against his tummy.  He watched closely for signs of resistance but none were forthcoming.  No matter how much she choked on his cock, no matter how hard he pushed her head down, Emilia didn’t push back or struggle in the slightest, simply sucking hard at George’s cock as he held her down on top of it.

George could feel his testes swelling, his member throbbing as it lodged inside her gullet.  Soon it became a battle of endurance and George was starting to wonder who was going to blink first.  Finally, and to George’s immense relief, Emilia slapped down onto the bed and pushed down against the mattress.  As soon as he felt her head go up, George released his grip on her, silently breathing a sigh of relief as Emilia’s lips pulled back to the tip, leaving behind a coat of spit which had to be seen to be believed. 

“Anyone ever done that to you before?” Emilia panted, a smirk stretched across her flushed red face.

“Not like that,” George replied, wincing slightly as Emilia grabbed his spit-slicked cock and pumped her fist up and down it. 

Emilia grinned, keeping her grip on George’s cock as she turned around to face the wall, sticking her ass out behind her.  Leaning forward, Emila’s hand slid down to the base, rubbing the tip against the slit of her pussy.  George could feel his cockhead twitch.  He could feel how wet she was, even through the spit that was coating his shaft. 

Emilia sunk down onto his cock, moaning loudly as it slipped inside her.  George gave a contented sigh, tucking his arms back behind his head as he stared forward at Emilia’s ass, sliding down towards his pelvis as she took his cock in deeper.  A few seconds later and his cock disappeared, the tip pressed against her cervix as her asscheeks pressed against George’s stomach. 

She stayed like that for close to a minute, feeling how deep he was inside her.  Emilia lifted her ass up slowly, his cock reappearing an inch at a time, the shaft now glistening with creamy arousal.  She worked her pussy right up to the tip, keeping it there for a fraction of a second then dropping straight back down.  Her pussy swallowed his cock up whole, a loud * SMACK * bouncing off the hotel walls as Emilia’s ass clattered down onto George’s pelvis.

She started to ride him with immediate vigour, her meaty ass cheeks jiggling delightfully as they crashed down hard onto George’s stomach.  George’s hands reached out instinctively, grabbing onto Emilia’s hips and helping her pussy up and down his dick.  Emilia’s hands moved up to her head, balling up her shiny brown hair and revealing the expanse of her sculpted back, her pale skin slick with sweat.

“Mmm, fuck!  That feels so good,” Emilia moaned, craning her neck to look at George, a look of ecstasy stretching across her face.

George didn’t know where to look, at her gorgeous face lighting up in the throes of pleasure or at her utterly perfectly peach-shaped ass as it drummed out a rhythm on his pelvis?  He couldn’t decide and ended up looking at both, switching between them at regular intervals as Emilia started riding him faster, her ass crashing down on him with greater force and vigour. 

He let her ride him a few more times then tightened his grip on Emilia’s hips, holding them tight as he started thrusting.  George kept his head on the mattress, using his leg muscles to propel himself upward as threw his hips up into the air, ramming his cock into Emilia’s pussy.

“Oh, FUCK!” Emilia yelped, throwing her head back as the first thrust hit her, light brown hair spilling down her sculpted back. 

One of her hands went straight to her chest, pawing at her perky tits as the other reached down in between her legs.  Emilia’s moans increased in volume and George felt her immediately tighten as the actress started rubbing her clit, her fingers little more than a blur as they danced across her slick pink pussy.  George responded by thrusting harder, pushing through the tightening grip as he drilled his cock up into her pussy, bottoming out with every thrust.

“Oh my God!” Emilia moaned.  “Fuck, fuck, fuck!  I’m gonna cum on your cock!”

A few more thrusts and she did just that.  George’s fingers dug into her skin, gripping her hips with increased force as he rammed his cock in one last time, then pulled her down on top of him, holding her there as he felt her cum.  Juices gushed from deep inside her, coating every inch of his shaft as he pinned her down on top of him, his cockhead twitching as it pressed against her cervix. 

George could feel his muscles tensing, trying to retain his load as Emilia’s pussy squeezed tightly around the width of his shaft.  His balls were churning, his member leaking drops of precum as it throbbed inside her pussy.  Finally her grip on him loosened and George’s head fell into the pillows as he breathed a sigh of relief.

Emilia took a moment to find her bearings then started to lift her peach-shaped ass, George watching intently as his pulsing cock was slowly revealed.  Emilia had left it dripping wet, with visible drops of sticky moisture trickling down the length of his shaft.  Emilia turned and knelt in between his legs, grinning to herself when she saw the state that she’d left his cock in. 

“Oh, wow!  I made a mess of that, huh?” the actress grinned as she poked her tongue out from between her lips, pressing it against the base of his shaft.

Emilia lifted her head up slowly, licking up some of her sweet, sweet juices as she dragged her tongue along the underside.  Flicking her tongue against the tip of his prick, Emilia scooped out some of his precum then slid her lips down onto his hamlet, staring ahead at George as she dipped her head down slowly. 

She took his cock down inch by inch, feeling his tip slide into her throat by the time she’d reached the bottom.  Lips wrapped around the base of his shaft, Emilia sucked her flushed red cheeks in, her mouth forming a vacuum seal as she began to lift her head up, dragging her lips along the length of his shaft. 

By the time she reached the top, all her juices had been sucked clean.  Popping him free from between her lips, Emilia gripped his cock and stroked it, smearing in the spit that her mouth had left behind. 

“How would you like me now?” Emilia grinned, feeling his member twitch in her hand as she asked him the question.

“From behind,” George answered quickly.  Of all the times he’d jerked off to Emilia (and there’d been many, many of those) that was the position that he thought of most.

“Ooh, you didn’t have to think about that for long,” Emilia chuckled.  “Good.  I like a man who knows what he wants.”

And with that she assumed the position, turning around on her hands and knees with her butt stuck out invitingly.  George moved just as quickly as he answered, getting up onto his knees as he slotted in behind her.  George gripped his cock at the base and pressed it to the slit of her pussy, rubbing against it several times then pushing it inside her.  Emilia moaned as she felt him enter then looked back at him from over her shoulder as he pushed his cock in deeper. 

The position was amazing; even better than George had pictured it.  Emilia’s ass was the perfect shape.  Of course he was well aware of this already, but it looked even better with the addition of his cock, easing its way into Emilia’s pussy.  Her ass gave way to her sculpted back, muscles popping as she pushed herself up.  Her beautiful hair hung over her shoulder and the look on her face as he fed her his cock would be burned into his mind forever.

Once his cock was halfway in, George started thrusting slowly, enjoying the sight of the fresh coat of moisture that Emilia’s pussy was leaving on his shaft.  The pace increased and within a few thrusts he was going balls deep, making Emilia’s asscheeks ripple as his pelvis clattered into them.  Emilia turned to face the wall, moaning louder as the thrusts came harder, each one going in deep and hitting her innermost spots.

She was impressed by how well he fucked.  She’d been with younger guys before and most didn’t know what they were doing.  But Maisie’s brother seemed very experienced.  Either that, or he watched a lot of porn.  Didn’t really matter to her, ‘cause either she was reaping the benefits, clawing at the bedsheets beneath as George’s almost perfect cock rammed its way into her tight pink pussy.

George kept staring down, admiring the sight of his throbbing cock bottoming out into Emilia’s twat.  And just above that, the puckered rim of Emilia’s asshole, winking at him each time he pulled back.  His hand moved of its own accord, settling at the base of her spine as he pressed his thumb against the brunette’s ass.  Emilia turned to look at him, an amused grin pulling at the sides of her mouth.

“Watcha doin’ back there?”

“Do you mind?” he asked her, pressing his thumb just a little bit harder so her asshole spread around the tip.

“Fuck, you can put a lot more than your thumb in there,” said Emilia, matter of factly.

“Really?” asked George, his eyes bulging slightly. 

He was still thrusting, but practically on autopilot, barely able to concentrate as the thought of fucking Emilia in the ass whirred through his addled brain.

“Sure.  I love anal,” Emilia admitted.  “Have you done it before?”

George shook his head. 

“Well, I’m sure you’ll get the hang of it.”  Emilia pointed to her nightstand.  “There’s some lube in that drawer if you want to try it.”

She didn’t have to tell him twice.  George pulled back almost instantaneously, plucking his cock from Emilia’s pussy as he scrambled across to the side of the bed.  Opening the drawer on the bedside table, he rooted through it ‘til he found what he was looking for.  There were a number of interesting things in there- vibrators, handcuffs, even a strap on dildo- each of which normally would have set his brain whirring.  But right now he only had one thing on his mind.

He fetched the lube from inside the drawer, leaving it open as he scooted back to the edge of the bed.  He flicked the cap off the bottle of lube and squirted some onto his dick, slowly stroking the length of his shaft to smear the oil across it.  Gripping onto one of her hips, he moved his hand to the base of his shaft as he pointed the tip at Emilia’s asshole.

He didn’t know much about anal and figured it worked pretty much the same as vaginal sex.  Except that you had to go slowly.  Ease it in.  So that’s what he did, pushing forward with gentle force until he split her asshole open and began to slip inside it.  Much like the look on Emilia’s face when he was pounding her pussy in doggystyle, the image of her asshole spreading around his tip would never leave his mind. 

Emilia moaned as she felt him enter.  He was a little thicker than some of the others who’d been in her ass and it hurt her slightly as he slipped it in.  But Emilia got used to it quickly, and by the time the third inch had pushed inside her, she was loving the additional width.

Once his cock was halfway in, George started thrusting slowly, drawing his cock back out to the tip then pushing it back inside her, venturing deeper each time he did.  Emilia started moaning louder and George responded by increasing the pace, reaching down to grab her ass as he worked his dick in harder. 

“Mmm, yes.  Keep going,” Emilia moaned, turning back to face him.  “Fuck, that feels so good.”

George felt her asshole tighten and as he looked back down he realised why.  A hand had wandered in between her legs and was now rubbing at the nub of her clit.  Soon her ass was gripping his shaft and George upped the tempo another few notches, thrusting harder to push through the tightening grip.  Soon his hips were going full pelt, feeling her asscheeks jiggle in his hands as his pelvis slapped against them, generating deafening smacks that echoed around the expanse of the room. 

George was stunned.  He couldn’t believe how well she took it.  It was just like being in a porno, except the woman he was fucking was the girl of his dreams, not a failed model with a cocaine habit.  Everything about it was fucking amazing.  The way she moaned as she took each thrust.  The way her asshole gripped his shaft, squeezing it to the point of bursting as he buried it deep inside her.  He could feel his balls swinging back and forth, slapping wetly against Emilia’s pussy as she strummed her throbbing clit. 

Emilia’s moans got louder and louder, starting to fill the entire suite.  She could feel a pressure building inside her, growing in intensity with every passing thrust.  It needed release.  Emilia began to rub herself harder and a few thrusts later, her climax hit her like a ton of bricks. 

“Ohhh, YES!” the actress screamed, her eyes going wide as her head jerked back, her voice bouncing off the hotel ceiling. 

George stopped thrusting when he felt her cum, burying his cock in as deep as he could as her asshole squeezed every inch of his shaft, nearly milking all the cum from his balls.  Emilia’s climax hit its peak, her arms giving out from beneath her as she slumped down onto the bed.  Her muscles relaxed and George began to retrieve his cock, drawing it back to the ridge of his crown then popping it free from Emilia’s asshole.  Looking down, he could see that his cock was visibly throbbing, covered thickly from base to tip with a coat of Emilia’s juices. 

She took a few moments to regain her senses then turned around to face him.  She placed her hands at the edge of the bed and parted her soft pink lips, looking up at George as he invited him into her mouth.  George accepted, placing a hand at the back of her head as she pushed himself forward, slotting his member in between her lips.  Emilia’s lips stayed gaping wide, even as his cockhead cleared her tonsils and pushed towards the back of her throat. 

Only once he was fully inside her did Emilia close her full set of lips, wrapping them tightly around the base of George’s cock.  He felt her tongue press against the base then drag along the inside as he pulled his cock back out to the tip, popping it free from between her lips.  Emilia grinned and licked her lips, waving George back as she crawled to the foot of the bed. 

George stepped down onto the bedroom floor as Emilia perched on the end of the bed, lifting her legs up and pulling them back as she laid across the mattress.  Her feet ended up almost level with her head, her ass stuck out invitingly as it poked off the edge of the bed.  George stepped forward, squatting down slightly as he grabbed his cock, pointing the tip at Emilia’s asshole. 

“Wait,” said Emilia, pointing towards her bedside table.  “Get my vibrator.”

George moved around to the side of the bed and opened the drawer on Emilia’s nightstand.  The drawer housed a number of vibrators so George was in need of clarification.  He grabbed the first one he saw, a small pink one- a ‘bullet’, he believed it was called.

“This one?” he asked her.

Emilia turned and shook her head.  “Mm-mm.  The other one.  The Hitachi.”

George kept rooting through the box of treats ‘til he found the big white cordless wand that was nestled right down at the bottom.  He tossed the pullet back into the drawer and removed the Hitachi, pushing it shut behind him.

“Ooo, yeah!  Gimme, gimme, gimme!” Emilia exclaimed, her face lighting up when she saw her favourite toy.

George handed it over, watching as Emilia switched on the toy and turned it up to its highest setting.  George returned to his previous position, prying his cock against Emilia’s asshole and giving it a gentle push.  This time she didn’t stop him and Emilia moaned as he steered himself forward, his cockhead breaking through her sphincter and beginning to push inside.

Emilia moved the toy down swiftly, guiding it straight to the nub of her clit.  She gave a loud gasp that sounded almost like relief as the toy touched down on her slick pink pussy, buzzing hard against her sensitive nub.  George felt her asshole immediately tighten as he pushed his cock in deeper, sinking it down to around mid-shaft.

George pressed down on Emilia’s thighs, digging in his fingers as he started thrusting.  Emilia’s moans increased in volume, drowning out the sounds of the toy as it hummed against her clit.  Juices began to ooze from her slit, providing some additional lube as they trickled over Emilia’s taint and down onto George’s cock. 

“Ohhh, yeah!  Yeah, yeah, yeah!  That’s it,” Emilia moaned, eyes rolling into her head as George’s thrusts hit maximum speed.

George could feel her muscles tensing; in her thighs, in her stomach and most notably her asshole which was squeezing his cock like a soft pink vice. 

“Ohhh, fuck!  I’m gonna…I’m gonna…”

Before she could even finish her sentence, Emilia pulled the wand from her clit, firing off a burst of fluid that sprayed over George’s tummy.

“Jesus!” the boy exclaimed, looking down at his stomach as tiny drops of crystalline fluid dribbled down his sweat-drenched skin. 

He knew what had happened.  He was familiar with squirting from watching porn, but never in his wildest dreams did he think that he would witness it live.  Least of all from Emilia Clarke!

Emilia switched the toy off and placed it down on the mattress.  Emilia reached down to grab her ass, pulling both her cheeks apart as she looked up at George, still shocked by what he’d just seen.

“Pull your cock out,” Emilia said.

George nodded and did as she told him, gripping his cock at the base of the shaft and plucking it free from Emilia’s asshole.  The squirting was one thing, but George could hardly believe his eyes as he watched Emilia’s asshole gape open like it was made of elastic.  He knew about this from porn as well, but assumed it was because pornstars had taken so many cocks up their asses that their muscles were shot to shit.  That definitely wasn’t the case with Emilia.  Her asshole had felt so tight when he’d been fucking her that he thought she might snap his dick off.  Yet here she was, showing off a gaping black hole that could swallow the entire solar system. 

“Impressive, huh?” the actress grinned.  “Your sister taught me that one.”

George’s expression suddenly morphed, going from a look of absolute shock to one of abject horror.

Emilia tried to keep a straight face, but a telltale grin started to pull at the sides of her mouth.  “Nah, I’m just kidding, mate.  Come up here.  I’ll clean your cock off.”

George breathed a sigh of relief, chuckling at her joke as he climbed back onto the bed.  Moving towards the headboard, Emilia’s mouth was open wide as she laid her head on the mattress, waiting patiently for George’s cock.  He threw a leg over Emilia’s head, basically straddling the actress’ face as he placed his knees either side of her.  George gripped his cock at the base, aiming it down at her gaping lips and slotting the tip in between them. 

George pushed his cock in deep, removing his hand from the base of the shaft and placing them both palms down on the mattress as he felt his tip push its way into Emilia’s throat.  He felt his balls press against her chin, her full set up lips wrapped around the base of his shaft.  He kept it in there for close to a minute, moaning all the while as Emilia sucked at the width of his shaft, sucking up the juices that her ass had left behind. 

George went to pull back up when suddenly he felt some resistance.  Emilia’s fingers sunk into both his cheeks as she gripped his ass as hard as she could, halting any further movement.  Emilia grinned using just her eyes then George’s arms nearly buckled underneath him as Emilia pulled him back into her face, taking his cock back down to the hilt.  Once again, George was stunned, and only grew more so as Emilia’s hand latched onto his hips, pushing him up about five or six inches then pulling him straight back down, using his cock to fuck her own throat.

Tightening her hold on George’s ass, she pulled him into her one last time, digging her fingers into both his cheeks.  She held him there until she started choking then released her grip on George’s ass, allowing him to pull back up.  George did so as quick as he could, spit dripping down from the end of his cock as he plucked it free from between her lips. 

George stepped down off the edge of the bed, gripping his cock at the base of the shaft as he returned to previous position.  He wasted no time, pressing his tip against Emilia’s asshole then shoving it back inside her.  He placed his hands on Emilia’s hips, pushing them back as he started thrusting.

Emilia grabbed the discarded Hitachi and turned it back up to maximum power, holding the bulb to the nub of her clit.  A couple of thrusts and she pulled it away again, squirting once more over George’s chest.  Her asshole tightened as he felt her cum, vigorously squeezing the base of his shaft as he buried it deep inside her.  His cock was throbbing something fierce, his balls swollen up like two ripe pieces of fruit as they swung back and forth between George’s thighs, slapping against Emilia’s coccyx. 

“You gonna cum for me, baby?” Emilia asked, feeling his member throb inside her with every pass he took.

George gave a frantic nod, muscles tensing all over his body as he delivered the last few thrusts.

“Do it inside me.  Come on,” Emilia urged, placing the toy back down on the bed as she grabbed her ass, sinking her fingers into both her cheeks.

George didn’t need any further encouragement.  Sheathing his cock right down to the base, George relaxed every muscle in his body, closing his eyes and tilting his head back as a serene look of utter contentment spread across his face.  His cock erupted, suddenly and violently, firing off a rope of spunk that shot itself deep into Emilia’s rectum. 

Emilia moaned as she felt him cum, feeling his warmth deep inside her as piping hot jism splashed against inner walls.  But George wasn’t finished yet.  He pulled his cock back out to the tip, leaving just the head inside her as a heat-seeking missile burst forth from George’s slit, shooting so far up Emilia’s ass that she wondered if it would come back out.  George gripped his cock at the base, stroking it slowly as he milked out the last of his load.

Emilia grinned, watching as he pulled back slowly, plucking the tip from inside her ass.  George looked down, his eyes bulging in comical fashion as a frankly unseemly amount of semen gushed out from her gaping asshole, forming a decent sized puddle as it pooled on the king size bed. 

“Wow!” he said, looking slightly mesmerised as he watched his spunk soak into the bedsheets, scarcely believing that a few seconds earlier that very same spunk had been in Emilia’s ass.

“My thoughts exactly,” Emilia grinned, finally releasing her grip on her ass and setting her feet back down on the floor.

“Come here.  Let me clean that up for ya,” Emilia added, waving him towards her as she sat on the edge of the bed. 

George stepped forward, wincing slightly as Emilia grabbed his tender cock.  His shaft was wet; covered with a cocktail of Emilia’s assjuice and his very own gooey white spunk.  Emilia took him in between her lips, taking his cock right down to the base then sucking it gently as she pulled her lips back, cleaning up the mess that coated the length of his shaft.  Emilia’s mouth slid back to the tip and she paid special attention to George’s crown.  She sucked a little harder to draw out his cum, lapping at his urethra as she licked out the last few drops.

Popping him free from between her lips, Emilia looked up with her familiar smirk, gently stroking his red raw prick.

“That was fun.”

“It was,” George agreed.  Frankly, referring to anal with Emilia Clarke as ‘fun’ felt like a contender for the World’s Greatest Understatement.

“When is it you go home?” Emilia asked him. 

“Saturday.”  Today was Thursday.

“I see.  So you’ll still be here tomorrow then?”

“Mmhmm,” George nodded. 

“Great.  ‘Cause me and the girls were thinking of having a little wrap party up here and we wondered if you might like to join us?”

“Absolutely,” George replied, almost answering the question before she’d even asked it.

“Good,” said Emilia, grinning as she grabbed the sheets and pulled them over her body.  “You can see yourself out.”

George nodded and stepped down off the bed.  He gathered his discarded clothing, pulling it on as quick as he could.

“Oh, and George,” said Emilia, stopping him in his tracks as he headed for the door.  George turned to face her.  “You might wanna rest that cock.  It’s gonna be very busy.”

End of Chapter Four

[Powell]

Although Emilia was joking that Maisie showed her that I like the idea that Maisie has had some sexual encounter with her and generally with other people on the cast besides Sophie although that would make her something of a hypocrite when it comes to her disapproval of her brother I feel like that's not surprising so many people are.

[Arenque]

Gosh this series is hot. Hope you continue it.

[DarkSwordsman]

One more chapter to come.

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Chapter Five

Starring: Sophie Turner, Natalie Dormer, Nathalie Emmanuel and Emilia Clarke









George stood in front of the mirror in his en suite bathroom, carefully waxing his hair.  He was nervous for the evening ahead.  He had awoken that morning with a knot in his stomach that had only gotten tighter as the day progressed.  What awaited him that evening, he wasn’t sure.  All he knew was that Emilia was throwing a wrap party inside her hotel room.  But who would be attending said party, other than himself and the hostess, George was none the wiser. 

Emilia’s room was pretty big, a lot bigger than he and his sisters.  Not big enough for the entire cast, but certainly for a significant part of it.  Some of the male actors might be there too.  George was a fan of most of them too, but of course for entirely different reasons.  Hey, maybe his sister would even be there.  She’d taken off somewhere before he woke up and hadn’t come back since.  She hadn’t even texted him, so George suspected that she might have been mad at him.  Maybe Sophie had spilled the beans.  That thought didn’t help with his anxiety.

But in spite of all his nervous energy, the words that Emilia had said to him before he left her room the previous evening were still at the forefront of George’s mind.  You might wanna rest that cock.  It’s gonna be very busy.  Exciting words to be sure, but what did they mean exactly?  Obviously he’d be having sex, but who would he be having sex with?  Emilia again?  Sophie?  Either of the Nat(h)alies?  Who knows, maybe he’d even get two of them! 

He’s never had a threesome before (in fact, before his trip to Belfast, he’d only ever been with two girls), but George had seen his fair share of porn and felt like he could muddle through it, providing that nerves didn’t get the better of him.  Though that, of course, was unlikely.  In George’s mind, if a man didn’t get nervous during a threesome with Sophie Turner and Emilia Clarke then he probably wasn’t regarding such an encounter with the reverence it deserved.

George screwed the lid back onto his hairwax and took one final look in the mirror, breathing deeply to steel his nerves.  He walked out into the bedroom, then out into the hallway.  He wandered down it ‘til he reached Emilia’s room then rapped on the door with his knuckles.

“Come in,” came a voice from inside.

George opened the door and four heads all turned to him at once.  Well, it wasn’t a party.  Not the kind he was used to going to.  Those tended to have more than five people at them.  Though there was a lot of alcohol.  Specifically champagne, and if the empty bottles gathered on the table were anything to go by, all four women had had their share.

“Ahh, there he is,” Emilia said, grinning as he entered the room.  “Glad you could finally make it.”

Sophie grabbed a spare champagne flute and filled the glass with expensive liquid.  “Come on, you need to catch up,” she said, holding the glass out in front of her.

George scurried across to the couch and plonked himself down in the middle, Natalie and Sophie on one side, Nathalie and Emilia on the other.  Even after the week he’d had, being so close to so many beautiful women still almost made his head explode.  Sophie handed him the glass and he took a hefty swig.

“So, is this it, or am I early?” George asked, placing his glass on the coffee table.

“Oh, are we not enough for you?” Nathalie asked him, making her girlfriends giggle.

George chuckled nervously.  “Well, of course, but…I thought this was a party.”

“This is a party,” Natalie said, reaching over Sophie so she could touch George’s shoulder.  “You’re going back home tomorrow.  Think of it as a going away bash.”

“Erm…OK.  But I thought this was a wrap party or something like that?”

“Well, we can invite the camera guys along if you like,” Emilia laughed.  “We thought you’d prefer it like this but if you’d rather hang out with a bunch of teamsters then that’s just fine with us.”

“No, no, this is good,” George said.  “I’m just a bit surprised.”

“I bet you are,” Sophie chuckled.  “Think you can handle four women at once?”

Anxiety started flooding George’s body.  He’d been with them all already, of course, but that was just one at a time.  Tackling all four at once would be a whole different kettle of fish. 

“I’ll give it a shot,” George said, trying to act cool as his heart rate shot up to twice its previous speed.

“I think you’ve got it in you,” Nathalie said.  “Anyway, we’ve done stuff like this before, so we’d be happy to walk you through it.”

“OK, ladies, that’s enough talking,” Emilia said, eager to cut to the chase.  “I think we need to get this party started.”

With that, Emilia put a hand to his face, turning him towards her as she leaned in for a kiss.  Their lips pressed together and Emilia’s tongue pushed into his mouth.  George felt his whole body stiffen, most notably his cock which had quickly grown to maximum hardness.  He felt a hand on each of his thighs, one from Sophie and one from Emilia as the redhead started kissing his neck. 

“OK, OK, don’t hog him,” Sophie whined as she grabbed ahold of George’s face, prying his lips away from her friend’s as she pulled the boy towards her. 

Emilia turned, making out with Nathalie from over her shoulder as Sophie started kissing George.  Natalie, feeling left out, brushed red hair from Sophie’s neck, nuzzling in close and kissing it in several places. 

Sophie’s hand moved up to his cock and she started to stroke him through the fabric of his pants. 

“Oh my God, he’s so hard,” Sophie exclaimed, quickly breaking her kiss with George as her hands went straight for his belt, fumbling it open as fast as she could. 

She unclasped his pants, pulling his zip down in one swift motion.

“Come on, get those off.  Quickly, quickly,” Sophie urged.  She was clearly the horniest of the group and George had no doubt who’d be taking first dibs.

George stood up and pulled down his trousers, a visible lump inside his boxers.

“These too, come on,” Sophie said, grabbing his boxers and starting to pull them down.

Everyone stopped what they were doing, gazing in awe at George’s cock as it sprung out from below his waistband.  Sophie grabbed onto George’s hips and pulled him back onto the couch.  As soon as his ass touched down on the leather, Sophie’s head went into his lap, lips gaping wide as she took his cock in between them. 

Sophie started bobbing her head, greedily sucking down George’s cock.  Emilia grabbed the hem of his t-shirt and started pulling it over his head.  Tossing his shirt down onto the floor, Emilia leaned in and kissed his chest, running her hands all over his body.  George was starting to feel overwhelmed, especially when Natalie grabbed his face, leaning over Sophie as she pulled him in for a kiss. 

George moaned into Natalie’s mouth, reaching out instinctively and grabbing the back of Sophie’s head as he felt her lips wrap around the base of his shaft.  Natalie pried her lips from his, pushing him across to Nathalie so George could kiss her too.  As he made out with Nathalie, Sophie’s lips pulled back to his tip, leaving behind a coat of spittle.  Sophie popped his cockhead free, climbing down off the couch and kneeling at his feet as Emilia took over.

Emilia took him in between her lips, sinking her head down swiftly as Sophie pulled off George’s shoes and tossed them across the room, not seeming to care if they broke something expensive.  Sophie pulled his socks off too then yanked his trousers down the rest of the way, throwing them over her shoulder.  The redhead pushed his thighs apart and crawled in between his legs, wrapping her lips around one of his balls. 

Nathalie broke from her kiss with George and started to kiss his neck.  George took a moment to take it all in, trying to wrap his mind around the sight he was seeing and wondering if his eyes were deceiving him.  Nathalie's lips were pressed against his neck, kissing and biting with so much force that she was bound to leave some teeth marks.  Natalie was kissing his chest, running her hands all over his torso.  Emilia’s head was bobbing in his lap, working her perfect lips up and down his throbbing shaft.  He couldn’t see Sophie but he knew she was down there somewhere, ‘cause he could feel her lips tugging at his nutsack. 

Emilia took him down to the base, holding him there for several seconds before pulling back up to the tip.  By the time she finally popped him free, George’s cock was dripping with spit.

“My turn,” said Natalie, already moving towards his cock before Emilia had even finished. 

Emilia made room for her friend, circling around behind her and unbuttoning the clasp on Natalie’s dress.  Emilia started to pull it down, leaving her in naught but a pair of panties as she tossed her dress down onto the floor.  George watched her, getting a little wink from Emilia as she started kissing down Natalie’s back, pulling down her frilly French knickers.  Emilia knelt on the carpeted floor, grabbing onto Natalie’s ass as she threw herself forward, burying her face inside it.

Natalie moaned around George’s cock as Emilia’s face went into her ass, poking her tongue out from between her lips and guiding it straight to her clit.  Natalie slurped at George’s cock, trying not to get distracted as Emilia started eating her pussy, lapping her tongue against Natalie’s clit with a series of quick, hard flicks.  She took his cock down a few more times but pleasure got the better of her.  Natalie pulled back up to the tip, moaning loudly as she popped him free.

Nathalie ceased her opportunity, lunging forward onto George’s cock and taking it down as deep as she could.  By now, Natalie had climbed back onto the couch, her legs draped over Emilia’s back as the brunette ate her pussy.  George felt two hands on his face as Natalie grabbed him and pulled him towards her, pressing her lips against his.  The two of them shared a passionate kiss, moaning into each other’s mouths as they received their oral pleasure. 

George’s dick was throbbing hard as Nathalie sucked him off, his swollen cockhead leaking profusely as it pushed into her throat.   A few more bobs of Nathalie’s head and she dragged her lips back up to the tip.  Popping him free, George’s shaft was dripping wet, coated from tip to base with spit from all four women.

“Can I go first?” Natalie asked, looking down at Sophie as she fondled George’s balls.

“Knock yourself out,” the redhead grinned.

Lifting her head, Natalie grabbed onto the back of the sofa as she swung a leg over George’s body, planting her knees either side of him.  Sophie grabbed onto George’s cock.  She stroked it up and down about five or six times, smearing the spit up and down his shaft then gripped it tightly at the base.  George latched onto Natalie’s hips, guiding her down as she sunk towards it.
He felt his cockhead slip inside her, and Natalie threw her head back sharply, blonde hair spilling down her back as she started sliding down George’s cock.  Natalie’s asscheeks touched down on his thighs and he felt his cockhead spasm inside her as it pressed against her cervix.  She stayed like that for close to a minute, feeling him throb inside her pussy.  Then she started to ride him, using the muscles in her long, toned legs to work her wet pussy up and down the length of his shaft.

George simply sat there and watched, admiring the sight of the stunning blonde actress as she rode his meaty shaft.  Natalie’s arms went around his neck, pulling her into him as she leaned in closer.  Now her tits were right in his face and George’s tongue poked out from his lips, lapping at her nipples as they bounced up and down in front of him. 

“Yeah, come on, Nat,” Emilia encouraged, slapping the blonde on the ass.  “Ride that fucking cock!”

Natalie turned towards the brunette and leaned in to kiss her, projecting moans straight into her mouth as her ass beat down on George’s thighs, his lengthy schlong filling her tight pink pussy. 

He felt a tongue press against his balls as Sophie got busy in between his legs, licking both testes one at a time before she took one in between her lips.  The redhead suckled on his swollen orb, dousing it in spit before she popped it free and did the same to the other.  Letting his nut slip out from her lips, she dragged her tongue to the base of his shaft, licking along the underside until she found her girlfriend’s asshole. 

“Oh, fuck!  Soph!” Natalie yelped, her pussy tightening around George’s girthy shaft as Sophie’s tongue brushed across her puckered rim. 

George wrapped his arms around Natalie’s back and pulled her down on top of him.  He moved his hands down and grabbed her ass, pulling both her cheeks apart as he started to buck his ass off the couch.  Natalie pressed her lips against his, moaning into George’s mouth as he drilled his cock into her pussy.  Her asshole split open as he pried her cheeks apart and Sophie was keen to take advantage.  She pushed her tongue into Natalie’s butt, tensing her muscles to keep it stiff as she bobbed her head back and forth.

Natalie pried her lips from his, tilting her head back and moaning loudly as Sophie tongued her asshole.  Her pussy contracted around George’s shaft and he started to thrust with greater exertion, pushing his cock through the tightening grip.  His balls were flinging up off the couch, slapping hard against Sophie’s chin as her outstretched tongue pushed itself into Natalie’s ass. 

“Oh my God!” Natalie screamed.  “Yes, Sophie!  Fuck my ass like that!  Fuck, I’m gonna cum on this cock!”

Emilia grabbed onto Natalie’s head, making her yelp in surprise as she wrenched her back by her long blonde hair. 

“Yes, come on, you slut,” Emilia sneered.  “You cum on that fucking cock!”

She didn’t have to tell her again.  Natalie practically came on command, her screams echoing around the hotel suite as George’s fat cock rammed into her pussy one last time.  Burying it inside her, he kept it there as her orgasm hit, tremors shooting through Natalie’s body.  Sophie’s tongue popped out of her ass and she licked her butthole several times as Natalie rode the waves of climax, juice bursting from deep inside her and gushing over George’s cock.  She buried her face into George’s neck, sinking her teeth in as she hit her peak, her body going limp in his arms.

“Fuuuck, she came hard,” Nathalie grinned.

Natalie took a moment to regain her composure then climbed back down off of George’s dick.

“Fuck me, Nat!” Sophie laughed, seeing how wet she’d left his cock.

Sophie latched onto George’s thighs, taking his cock in between her lips and sinking straight down to the base.  Sucking her cheeks in, her mouth formed a vacuum seal as she pulled her lips back slowly, sucking up all of Natalie’s cream as she dragged them back up to the tip.  She popped him free from between her lips, his dick now dripping with Sophie’s spit.

“Let’s go to the bed,” Sophie suggested, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand.

“Good idea,” said Emilia, stepping down off the couch.

Sophie and Emilia grabbed his wrists, pulling him up off the sofa.  They started to pull him across the suite, the other two ladies following behind as they led him across to the bed.  George stood at the foot of the bed, wrapping his arms around Emilia’s back as she stepped up before him.  Emilia grabbed the back of his head, pulling him in and kissing him.  George’s hands slid down to her ass, gripping her cheeks through the fabric of her dress.  Emilia pried her lips from his, moving her hands to George’s torso and pushing against his chest.  He flopped backwards, landing in a heap on the bed. 

Emilia giggled, grabbing the hem of her dress and pulling it over her head.  She wasn’t wearing a thing underneath and George felt his cockhead twitch as he stared at her naked frame.  She tossed her dress down onto the floor then climbed up onto the mattress.  Crawling forward, she planted her knees either side of his hips, reaching back and grabbing his cock.  She rubbed his tip against her pussy then sunk down onto his cock, moaning as it slipped inside her.

“I’m gonna sit on his face,” Sophie announced, quickly discarding her own expensive dress and clambering onto the bed. 

She placed a hand on George’s brow, pushing it down onto the mattress.  He found himself staring at the ceiling above, a leg swinging over his head as Sophie placed her knees on the mattress, dropping her ass down slowly and planting her pussy on George’s face.  George reached up, wrapping his arms around Sophie’s thighs.  He poked his tongue out from between his lips, guiding it straight to Sophie’s pussy and starting to lick her clit.

Sophie tipped her head back, moaning towards the ceiling above as George’s tongue flicked back and forth against her clitty.  Emilia was moaning too, her perky tits flopping up and down as she started riding George’s cock.  A chorus of smacks started filling the room, as Emilia’s thick ass smacked against the tops of his thighs, her tight pussy sliding along the length of his shaft and taking every inch of it.

Nathalie climbed onto the foot of the bed, crawling between George’s thighs and wrapping her lips around one of his balls.  Natalie meanwhile knelt on the bed to Sophie’s left, grabbing ahold of the redhead’s face and turning her towards her.  Their lips mashed together and Natalie kissed her aggressively, Sophie moaning into her mouth as George kept licking her pussy.  George could feel her pussy leaking, warm juices oozing from between her lips and dripping down into his mouth. 

George felt a hand grip hold of his shaft and before he knew it his cock was pried from Emilia’s snatch.

“Let me taste your pussy,” Nathalie said.

She gripped his cock at the base of the shaft, parting her lips as she sunk down onto it.  Nathalie plunged right down to the base, sucking up Emilia’s juices as she dragged her lips up slowly.  Popping it free, George’s cock had been sucked clean, his shaft now dripping with Nathalie’s spit.  She pointed the tip at Emilia’s pussy and the brunette slid down onto it.

Emilia sunk back down to the base but this time George took the initiative.  He lifted his hands off Sophie’s thighs, reaching forward and grabbing onto Emilia’s hips.  He started to buck his ass off the mattress, ramming his cock into Emilia's pussy.  Emilia threw her head back sharply, screaming towards the ceiling above as George thrust up into her pussy, hitting her cervix with every stroke. 

“Oh, fuck!  Yes, fuck me!” Emilia cried, pawing at her perky tits as she took each upward thrust.

Nathalie gazed ahead, staring in awe at George’s cock as it rammed itself into Emilia’s pussy, his balls flinging up off the mattress and slapping against her asshole.  She poked her tongue from between her lips, moving her head in and pressing her tongue against Emilia’s ass.  Emilia’s moans got instantly louder and her pussy contracted around George’s shaft as Nathalie’s tongue brushed against her puckered sphincter. 

George started thrusting harder, ramming his cock through the tightening grip.  And all the while, George kept lapping at Sophie’s pussy, flicking his tongue against her clit, even as he fucked Emilia.  Sophie reached back, grabbing a handful of George’s hair.

“Oh my God!  Yes, keep going!” Sophie moaned, pulling him into her ass.  “Fuck, I’m gonna cum on your face!”

George kept pumping his hips off the bed, fucking Emilia almost as an afterthought as he focused his attention on Sophie.  He opted for a change of technique, swirling his tongue around the nub of her clit.  The change of tactic proved decisive and Sophie came in a matter of seconds.

Her grip on him tightened, clawing so roughly at George’s hair that she almost pulled it right out of his head.  Fluid gushed from Sophie’s pussy, pouring into George’s mouth as his sprightly tongue encircled her clit, licking her through the throes of climax.  A loud scream escaped her lips, muscles tightening all over her body before finally going limp. 

She took a few moments to regain her composure then climbed back down from on top of his face.  George reached out without missing a beat, wrapping his arms around Emilia’s back and pulling her down on top of him.  They ended up almost face to face, her perky tits pressed against his chest.  Emilia mashed her lips against his, kissing him aggressively as his hands moved slowly down the small of her back, grabbing ahold of the brunette’s ass. 

He sunk his fingers into both her cheeks, prising both her cheeks apart as he thrusted up into Emilia’s pussy with renewed and relentless vigour.  Her asshole split open as he pulled her cheeks apart and Nathalie took full advantage.  Tensing the muscles in her outstretched tongue, she pushed it out as she threw herself forward, shoving it into Emilia’s ass. 

Emilia threw her head back sharply, prying her lips away from George’s as a pent up moan sailed forth from between her lips.  She came on the spot, veins popping in Emilia’s neck as her face turned red, eyes clamped shut as the feeling started pulsing through her.  He rammed his cock into her one last time, holding it there as her orgasm hit.  Her pussy tightened, gripping the base of George’s cock and squeezing it for all its worth.  His cockhead twitched against Emilia’s cervix, a violent spasm shooting through the length of his shaft as cum surged forth from deep inside her, soaking him from base to tip. 

Her head tilted back down slowly, her features softening as a wave of euphoria washed its way through Emilia’s body.  She leaned in to kiss him again, yelping into George’s mouth as he rolled them both over, switching from cowgirl to missionary in a single seamless motion.  George peeled his lips from hers, lifting his head up as he straightened his back.  He gave a thought to fucking her again.  After all, he was well aware of her sexual appetite from the four straight hours he’d spent plugging her the night before.  But there were two more women still waiting for his cock, and it was starting to look like they were getting impatient. 


He pried his cock from Emilia’s pussy, reaching back behind him and grabbing ahold of Nathalie’s hair.  He pulled it sharply, all but dragging her across the mattress and pushing her head between Emilia’s legs. 

“Oh my God!  MMPF!” Nathalie shrieked, her voice cut off as he shoved her face into Emilia’s pussy. 

George hopped down off the edge of the bed, moving behind Nathalie as she pushed her ass out behind her.  One hand grabbed onto her hip while the other clasped the base of his shaft, his cock still throbbing as he pressed the tip to Nathalie’s pussy.  Nathalie was soaking wet and the slightest thrust was all it took to sheath himself inside her. 

“MMMM!” Nathalie moaned, as Emilia grabbed the back of her head, gripping two fistfuls of curly dark hair as she held her in between her legs.

George grabbed onto Nathalie’s hips, drawing his cock back out to the tip then ramming it back inside her.  His pelvis crashed into Nathalie’s ass, sending ripples through both her cheeks.  He started to pound her as hard as he could, maintaining the previous depth and force with every subsequent thrust.  Nathalie was moaning loudly, her voice muffled by Emilia’s pussy as he fucked her from behind.

Emilia was moaning too, letting him know that, even with the pounding she was taking, Nathalie wasn’t neglecting her duties.  Emilia’s head was buried in a nest of pillows, her hands filled with tightly curled ringlets as Nathalie ate her pussy.  Suddenly, a leg moved into her field of vision as Sophie swung it over head, planting her knees either side of her.  Emilia’s arms went around her thighs, gripping them tightly as she poked her tongue out and guided it to Sophie’s clit. 

George couldn’t believe his eyes, struggling to comprehend the wondrous image that laid itself out in front of him.  Looking down, he was met by the sight of Nathalie’s ass, her perfect cheeks jiggling delightfully as he railed his cock into her tight pink pussy, going balls deep with each new thrust.  Looking up, he had the image of Nathalie’s head, deeply buried between Emilia’s thighs as she ate the brunette’s pussy.  And if that wasn’t enough, Sophie was sitting on Emilia’s face, pawing at her perky tits as she moaned towards the ceiling.  It was the stuff that dreams were made of.

Then just when he thought that it couldn’t get better, he saw some movement in the corner of his eye.  Glancing down, Natalie had appeared in front of him, looking up with a suggestive grin as she knelt beside Nathalie, rolling her tongue out from between her lips and dragging it slowly across one of her asscheeks.  She moved her tongue towards her asscrack and started to lap at Nathalie’s butthole.  Nathalie’s moans increased in volume, her pussy tightening almost instantaneously and gripping onto George’s shaft.

George could feel his dick throb harder, twitching and pulsing each time he thrust inside her.  He needed to cool himself off.  He pulled his cock back out to the tip then gripped it at the base of the shaft, prising his crown from Nathalie’s pussy.  He raised his cock up a few inches higher and directed it towards Natalie’s mouth.  She peeled her tongue from Nathalie’s asshole, parting her lips when she saw it coming. 

George’s cock slotted into her mouth and she closed her lips around his helmet.  He pushed his dick in as deep as he could, feeling his swollen cockhead press against the back of her throat.  Natalie sucked her cheeks in, wrapping them tightly around his shaft as George pulled his cock back slowly.  He popped his cockhead from between her lips, noting how clean she’d left his shaft as he pointed it back at Nathalie’s pussy and shoved it back inside her. 

This continued for the next few minutes.  He threw himself hard into Nathalie’s pussy, pulling it out every minute or so so Natalie could clean his cock off.  He repeated that about five or six times, until Natalie reached between Nathalie’s legs, putting two fingers to the nub of her clit.  Nathalie moaned into Emilia’s snatch, her pussy tightening around his shaft.

“Make her cum,” Natalie said, grinning as she egged him on. 

She didn’t have to tell him twice.  George redoubled his efforts, drilling into Nathalie’s pussy with a flurry of quick, hard thrusts.  I didn’t take many to finish the job.  He rammed his cock in one last time, sheathing it to the base inside her and keeping it there as he felt her cum.

Nathalie lifted her head up briefly, screaming loudly before Emilia gripped her curly dark hair and pulled her back in between her legs.  Nathalie’s climax had a domino effect and soon her friends were cumming as well.  Emilia was next, crying out into Sophie’s pussy as juices gushed from deep inside her, pouring over Nathalie’s tongue and into her waiting mouth. 

Sophie came too a few seconds later, throwing her head back so hard that George was surprised that she didn’t give herself whiplash.  She reached up and grabbed her tits, pawing at her nipples as she came hard on Emilia’s face.  George nearly came himself.  Nathalie’s pussy was gripping so tight that she almost squeezed his load out. 

George waited for her grip to relax then pried his cock from Nathalie’s pussy.  Natalie moved her head in without missing a beat, taking his cock in between her lips and sinking right down to the base.  The blonde pulled her lips back slowly, sucking up her co-star’s juices.  She released his crown with a smack of her lips, smirking at George as she left him throbbing. 

“OK, my turn now,” Sophie declared, climbing down from Emilia’s face.

George was surprised that she had waited until the end, but he definitely wasn’t complaining.  He didn’t want to rank these women because they were all such perfect angels, but in many ways he’d saved the best for last. 

“How do you want me?” Sophie asked.

“Erm…how about you lay down here,” George suggested, patting a hand against the mattress.

Sophie turned and looked at Emilia.  “Alright, you heard him.  Move, woman!”

“Alright, alright,” Emilia said, scooching to the side of the bed.  “Don’t get your knickers in a twist.”

Sophie laid flat in the middle of the bed, waiting for George to mount her.  George crawled up in between her legs, noting how wet the redhead’s pussy was.  Her pussy looked so sweet and succulent, with drops of moisture trickling down her vaginal lips.  He had to have a taste of her.  Besides, his cock was throbbing after fucking so many women and that might help to cool him off a little.  He moved his head in closer, poking his tongue out from between his lips and pressing it against her taint.

“Oh…OK,” said Sophie, smirking as she looked at George.  “Special treatment, huh?”

George grinned back and nodded his head, dragging his tongue up to Sophie’s pussy.  He felt her wetness against his tongue, his taste buds tingling as he licked up higher, lapping up some of her juices.  Sophie looked at the women around her, watching intently as George started eating her pussy.

“OK, ladies, who wants to sit on my face?”

“Me!” said Natalie, moving towards Sophie before anyone else could.

She threw a leg over Sophie’s head and dropped her hips down slowly, parking her pussy on the redhead’s face.  Sophie reached up, wrapping her arms around Natalie’s thighs as she poked her tongue out, guiding it to the nub of her clit.  Natalie’s eyes fell shut, moans spilling out from between her lips as she reached up and cupped her breasts, using her fingers to tease her erect nipples.

Emilia and Nathalie knelt either side of Sophie, leaning over the supine redhead and putting their mouths to her breasts.  Emilia wrapped her lips around Sophie’s right nipple, while Nathalie swirled her tongue around the left, encircling her areola.  Sophie started moaning louder, her voice blocked off by Natalie's pussy as she started to eat her out.  Her tongue flicked sharply against her clit, whipping the blonde into a frenzy.

George peeled his tongue from Sophie’s clit, bringing his hand up towards his mouth and slipping two fingers inside it.  Wetting them both with spit, he rubbed them against the slit of her pussy then pushed them deep inside her.  He curled them upwards in a hook-like fashion, quickly finding Sophie’s g-spot.  He began to massage it with the tips of her fingers, guiding his tongue straight back to her clit. 

He adopted a similar method to Nathalie, spinning his tongue around Sophie’s clit.  He felt her pussy tighten around him, clenching his inserted digits like a Chinese finger trap.  He could feel her wetness coating his fingers, leaking out from her vaginal lips and smearing across his chin.  He’d almost forgotten how good she tasted.  Keyword: almost.  He didn’t think he’d forget that taste if he lived to be one hundred.  His free hand laid down on her stomach, feeling her ab muscles flex and tighten as he tongued her slick pink pussy. 

Sophie was loving every second.  Not just the fingers in her pussy or the tongue swirling around her clit, but the two seasoned mouths licking and sucking at both her tits.  But most of all she loved the attention.  Natalie aside, it felt like everyone in the room was there just for her, to give her pleasure any way she wanted it. 

George’s tongue started swirling faster, spinning and spiralling this way and that as he moved it swiftly around Sophie’s clit.  She was getting close now, fluid gushing across his fingers as he probed her innermost spots.  A few more swirls and she hit her peak, screaming into Natalie’s pussy as her climax started pulsing through her.  Her pussy tightened around his knuckles, nearly breaking both of George’s fingers as he kept them deep inside her, tonguing her pussy through the throes of climax.

Finally her screams gave out and George felt her grip on him loosen.  He pried his fingers from Sophie’s pussy, noting how wet she’d left both digits.  Before he had a chance to move, Emilia grabbed onto George’s wrist and pulled it towards her mouth.  She wrapped her lips around his fingers, winking at him as she sucked them clean. 

George lifted his head up, straightening his back as he grabbed his cock and pointed the tip at Sophie’s pussy.  He pushed it inside her, drawing a louder moan from Sophie as he parted her sticky pink lips.  He couldn’t believe how wet her pussy was.  She was pretty wet the first time he fucked her but this time was a cut above.  In fact, Sophie’s pussy was so slick and moist that he barely even had to push.  Just the slightest thrust of his hips and his rockhard cock was sheathed to the base.

He kept it inside her for several seconds, enjoying the feeling of her tight pink pussy as it wrapped around his cock.  He went to pull back but Emilia stopped him, grinning at him from Sophie’s left.

“Wait, stay there,” the brunette said.

George wasn’t sure what Emilia had planned but he followed her instructions regardless.  Emilia brought her hand to her mouth, slipping two fingers in between her lips and wetting them both with spit.  Then she reached down between Sophie’s legs, placing the two slick digits directly onto the redhead’s clit.  She started to rub them back and forth, her fingers little more than a blur as they danced across Sophie’s clit.  Sophie’s pussy tightened immediately, gripping George’s cock like a vice as he started thrusting hard.

Sophie’s moans increased in volume, her voice getting lost in Natalie’s pussy as George lifted her legs off the bed and placed them against his chest.  He wrapped his arms around both her pins, using them for leverage as he worked his member into Sophie’s cunt. 

“Yeah, come on, bitch,” Emilia grinned.  “Cum all over that cock.”

George started pumping harder, kicking up to ramming speed in practically no time at all.  He could feel his balls swinging underneath him, slapping wetly against Sophie’s taint.  But his nuts were plump and swollen, filled with cum that was itching to be let loose. 

Sophie tightened her grip on Natalie’s thighs, now all but ignoring her pussy as she lost her concentration.  Natalie grabbed onto Sophie’s wrists, prising her nails from her quads as she climbed back down from on top of her face.  Shifting backwards, she leaned her head in right next to Sophie’s, brushing aside her sweaty red hair and speaking straight into her ear. 

“Yeah, come on, Sophie.  It’s your turn now,” the actress said.  “Cum all over that fucking dick.”

She poked her tongue out from the between her lips, licking her way down Sophie’s ear then nibbling on her earlobe.  Sophie could resist no longer.  A few more pumps from George’s hips and the redhead came with a shuddering start.  George buried his cock inside her, keeping it there as he felt her cum.  Her pussy contracted around him once more and George’s head shot back instinctively, tremors shooting through his body as she squeezed his cock to the point of bursting.

He quit fighting, muscles relaxing all over his body as he let it all go and came inside her, shooting out an enormous load that filled her cunt to the brim.  Sophie closed her eyes, moaning loudly as she felt his semen flood her pussy, pouring straight into her womb.  She couldn’t believe how much was in there.  She and her husband had been trying recently and the amount of cum that he shot inside her was a thimbleful compared to this.  Already she could feel it leaking out of her snatch, its heat almost burning her taint as it trickled down onto the hotel bed.

George took a moment to regain his senses then pulled his dick back slowly.  He pried his cock from Sophie’s pussy and his load came gushing right out of her twat, dripping over her taint and asshole as it left a puddle on the mattress.

“Bloody hell!” Emilia shrieked, eyes bulging as she looked down, seeing how much cum he’d left in Sophie’s pussy.  She looked up at George.  “You sure you’re gonna have any left?!”

“I hope so,” George replied.

“Me too.  Alright, move, move,” said Emilia, shooing him back.  "Someone's gotta clean up your mess.”

“Would that someone be you, by any chance?” George asked, grinning.

“Mmhmm,” said Emilia.  “Unless you wanna do it yourself?”

“Erm, no I’m fine.  You go ahead.”

“That’s what I thought,” Emilia grinned.

George moved across to the side and Emilia moved in to take his place.  George turned his head to watch as Emilia knelt in front of Sophie.  Dipping her head, her thick ass pushed into the air as she poked her tongue from between her lips, pressing the tip against Sophie’s asshole.  Emilia dragged her tongue up slowly, lapping up all of George’s cum as she licked across the redhead’s taint and up towards her pussy.  Emilia pushed her tongue inside her, scooping out the last of his load then pulling it into her mouth, swallowing it with a single gulp.

George felt a hand on his cock and as he turned and took a look down, both Nat(h)alies were kneeling before him.  Natalie Dormer had clasped it at the base, gripping it tightly as she steered it towards her namesake’s mouth.  Nathalie parted her full set of lips and took his cock in between them.  A shiver passed through George’s body as Nathalie’s lips slid down his still very tender shaft, plunging right down to where Natalie’s hand was then dragging them straight back up.

Natalie popped him from between her namesake’s lips and pulled him towards her own, stretching them open as wide as she could and taking his cock in between them.  Natalie’s lips slid down his shaft, taking him down to the exact same point then pulling right back to the tip.  She kept that up for close to a minute, moving his cock back and forth between Nathalie and herself, allowing each mouth just a single pass before she pointed it back at the other. 

Finally the girls dispersed, moving towards Emilia and kneeling either side of her.  Leaning over the small of her back, they each grabbed onto one of her asscheeks, peeling them apart to reveal her puckered asshole. 

“Ready to fuck her arse now, baby?” Nathalie asked him.

She poked her tongue out from between her lips and dragged it slowly across Emilia’s asshole.  George nodded, slowly stroking his big, hard cock.  Natalie leaned over next, spitting onto Emilia’s asshole. 

“Yeah, come on, big boy.  Get that cock inside her.”

The girls watched, still pulling her asscheeks apart as George moved forward, pressing his cock against Emilia’s bumhole.  Natalie’s spit was nice and slick, providing the perfect lubricant as he pushed himself forward, spitting Emilia’s asshole open and beginning to slip inside her.  Emilia moaned as she felt him enter, her voice blocked off by Sophie’s pussy as she continued to tongue her clit. 

George worked his cock in deeper, entering her an inch at a time.  Once his cock was halfway in, he released his grip on the base of his shaft and started thrusting slowly.

“Fuck, that’s hot,” Nathalie said, peering down at Emilia’s ass as George slowly worked his hips, going deeper with every pass. 

“Look how much he’s stretching her out!” Natalie added, licking her lips at the sight of his cock, now half-basted with Emilia’s assjuice.

George started thrusting harder, Emilia’s moans getting louder and louder the deeper he went inside her.  Before too long he was going full pelt, sinking balls deep with each new thrust.  He felt Emilia’s asshole tighten and at first he wasn’t sure why.  But as he looked down at Natalie, the grin on her face told him all he needed to know.  Reaching in between her legs, she’d put two fingers to Emilia’s clit and had started to rub back and forth. 

“That arse getting tighter, baby?” Natalie asked him, though George suspected from the look on her face that she already knew the answer.

He nodded regardless, working his hips with greater exertion to push through the tightening grip. 

“Gimme that cock,” Natalie said.  “I want to taste her arsehole.”

George was keen to oblige her.  He worked his cock back out to the tip then gripped it tightly at the base of the base, prising the head from Emilia’s asshole.  Natalie’s lips came gaping open and George steered his cock towards them, slotting it into her open mouth.  Natalie closed her lips around it and George let go of the base of his shaft, moving his hand to the back of her head.

He pulled her towards him slowly, her lips sliding down his shaft until they locked around the base.  George let go of the back of her head and Natalie sucked her cheeks in, her mouth forming a vacuum seal as she dragged her lips back slowly.  She worked her lips tight back to the tip then popped his crown from between them.  Emilia’s juices had been sucked clean, replaced by a layer of spit that coated every inch of him. 

George gripped his cock at the base, returning the tip to Emilia’s asshole.  He pushed forward, splitting her ass open once more and pushing the tip inside her.  George picked up from where he left off, working his cock in deep and immediately starting to thrust.  It didn’t take long to refind his rhythm and he was going full pelt in a matter of moments, his heavy balls swinging back and forth, and slapping against her pussy.

He felt her asshole tighten around him as Natalie again started rubbing her clit, increasing the pitch of Emilia’s moans as she ate out Sophie’s pussy.  Natalie turned towards her namesake, placing a hand on Nathalie’s cheek and turning her face towards her.  She moved her hand to Nathalie’s chin, glancing at George in her peripheral vision as she leaned in closer, pressing their lips together.  The resulting kiss was wet and sloppy and George could feel his dick grow stiffer as he watched them making out. 

Their lips came apart, Natalie keeping her hand on her face as she stared into her namesake’s eyes.

“You want to taste her arsehole now?”

Nathalie grinned and nodded her head.  Natalie leaned and kissed her again then turned her back towards George. 

“Well, you heard her,” Natalie said.  “Give the lady what she wants.”

George gave a few more thrusts then pulled his cock back once again.  He plucked the tip from Emilia’s asshole and started to move it to Nathalie’s mouth.  Nathalie parted her full set of lips, inviting him into her open mouth.  George steered his cock in between them, but instead of her wrapping lips around his shaft, she kept her grip on him nice and loose, basically keeping her mouth wide open as he pushed his cock in deep.

George took the hint.  He reached forward with one of his hands, gripping ahold of that curly dark hair and holding it tightly as he started thrusting.  His cock plunged deep into Nathalie’s mouth, all but pushing her tonsils aside as he shoved it straight into her throat.  Nathalie looked up as he fucked her face, tears forming in her deep brown eyes and running down the sides of her face, taking her mascara with them. 

George’s thrusts started getting sloppy and before too long, drops of saliva were dripping from the base of his shaft, smearing all around Nathalie’s mouth and running down her chin.  By the time he was done, George’s cock was drenched in spit, which not only cleaned off Emilia’s assjuice but added a brand new layer of lube as he returned the tip to her butthole.  George pushed forward, guiding his cock back into her ass with minimal fuss or effort. 

This continued for the next few minutes.  George kept pounding Emilia’s ass, feeling her asshole tightened around him as both Nat(h)alies rubbed her clit.  Every so often he’d pull his cock out and shove it into one of their mouths.  Sometimes he even shoved it into both.  But as Natalie kept rubbing at Emilia’s clit and her moans kept getting louder, George took a break from the ass to mouth, focusing fully on making her cum. 

He tightened his grip on Emilia’s hips, ramming his cock into her as hard as he possibly could. 

“Yes!  Come on, baby.  Pound that arsehole,” Natalie encouraged, gazing up at George as she strummed Emilia’s pussy.  “Make her fucking cum!”

A few more thrusts and he did just that.  He rammed his cock into her one last time, keeping it there as her orgasm hit.  Emilia threw her head back sharply, almost looking right up at the ceiling as she screamed at the top of her voice.  He felt her asshole tighten around him, nearly making him cum once more as he held his cock inside her.  Natalie kept rubbing Emilia’s clit, grinning up at George like she knew the effect it was having. 

He held it there for as long as he could then wrenched his cock from Emilia’s asshole, wiping the grin off Natalie’s face as he gripped onto the back of her head and shoved his cock in her mouth. 

“MMPF!” the blonde exclaimed, eyes bulging in comical fashion as George started pumping his hips, ramming his cock into Natalie’s face.

He throatfucked her a few more times then prised his cock back out again, smearing in the actress’ spit as he stroked it up and down. 

“Get up, it’s my turn,” said Natalie, slapping Emilia on the ass.

Emilia and Sophie climbed down off the bed.

“Lay down,” said Natalie, looking at George as she patted the mattress.

George did as the blonde instructed, laying flat on his back across the king size bed.  Natalie looked at him expectantly then gestured towards the bottle of lube. 

“Ahem,” said Natalie, lifting her eyebrows.

“Oh,” said George, the penny finally dropping.

George grabbed the bottle of lube and popped the cap open, dripping some onto his cock.  Natalie turned on her hands and knees then started crawling backwards.  George stroked his cock up and down, smearing in the lube as Natalie backed her ass up towards him.  She slid her feet underneath his thighs then straightened her back, blonde hair tumbling down as she lifted her head up.

George released his grip on his shaft, watching as Natalie reached back behind her and gripped it just below the tip.  She rubbed the slippery tip against her asshole then started to sink down onto his cock, moaning as he split her open.  Her hand slid down to the base of his shaft, holding it steady as she sunk down deeper, taking more of his cock.  George simply sat back and watched, admiring the sight of his girthy shaft as it slowly disappeared before him. 

He still didn’t have much experience with anal, but given that the two women that he’d fucked in the ass were Emilia Clarke and now Natalie Dormer, it was definitely a case of quality not quantity.  Natalie let go of his shaft then the next thing he felt was her two toned asscheeks as they pressed down against his pelvis, his entire length now sheathed inside her. 

George felt a presence behind him then a pair of lips pressed against his cheek.  He turned to his left, Emilia’s smiling face looking right back at him as she leant in over his shoulder.

“Mind if I take a seat?” she asked with a grin, stroking the side of George’s face.

“Err..sure,” George replied then laid his head back down on the mattress. 

Gazing up at the bedroom ceiling, the next thing he saw was Emilia’s leg as she threw it over his head.  Then his view was nothing but ass as she planted her knees either side of his head and dropped it down towards him.  Emilia’s pussy touched down on his face and George poked out his tongue, guiding it straight to her clit.  He started to drag his tongue across it slowly, pressing it against her as hard as he could. 

“Mmm, yeah, that’s it.  Right there,” Emilia moaned, reaching back behind her and grabbing onto George’s head. 

He could hear kissing coming from…somewhere.  Though where it was coming from and who was doing it really was anyone’s guess.  It could have been Emilia and Nathalie, Natalie and Sophie or any combination thereof, all of which sounded pretty good to him.  Whoever it was, it was making his cock get even harder, and he could feel it throbbing in Natalie’s ass as she worked herself up and down it.

By this point she was going full pelt, loud * SMACK * sounds filling the room as her nice pert buttcheeks crashed against his pelvis.  Natalie was moaning loudly, more or less using his cock as a toy.  But George was not complaining.  This was Natalie freakin’ Dormer!  As far as he was concerned, she could use his cock however she wanted.

The next thing he felt was a pair of lips, wrapping tightly around one of his balls.  He couldn’t see whose they were, of course, but if he had to put money on it, George would have gone with Sophie.  Whoever it was, she was really guzzling, switching back and forth between them as she doused them both in spit. 

One of his balls popped out from between them then a tongue pressed against the base of his shaft. 

“Oh, fuck!  YES!” Natalie moaned as her asshole tightened around George’s cock.

Even with his lack of vision, he had a pretty good idea of what had happened.  Sophie (or whoever had been sucking on his balls just now) had dragged her tongue along his shaft and up to Natalie’s pussy. 

He took that as his cue, reaching out with both his hands and grabbing onto Natalie’s hips.  He lifted her up about three or four inches, giving himself some room to thrust and holding her firmly in place.  Then he started to pump his hips, throwing his ass off the hotel mattress as he drilled his cock into Natalie’s ass. 

“Oh, fuck!  Yes!  Fuck me!” Natalie shrieked, throwing her head back as George began to pound her out.

Sophie kept her tongue on her clit, lapping it sharply as she took the girthy cock.  Natalie’s muscles contracted once more, squeezing firmly around George’s thick shaft.  George responded by going faster, bucking his hips with greater exertion as he drilled through the tightening grip.

But no matter how hard he pounded her ass, he didn’t neglect Emilia’s pussy, still lapping away at the actress’ clit with the same kind of fervor that he had been before.  And Emilia was as grateful as ever, still moaning as loudly as juices continued to ooze from her snatch, smearing over his lips and tongue.

Both of them were getting close and George quickly redoubled his efforts, trying to make them cum at the exact same time.  And boy, did he succeed.  The juice was definitely worth the squeeze, and George was rewarded handsomely for all his hard work.  Screams flew forth from both their lips, Natalie’s asshole clamping around the base of his shaft as he rammed it into her one last time, sheathing it deep inside her.

Emilia came too just a split second later, cum gushing out from the depths of her pussy and pouring into George’s mouth.  Emilia always tasted great and George could feel his tastebuds tingling as her sweet juices coated his tongue.  George started licking up and down her slit, lapping up the rest of her cum as Natalie climbed back down off his cock.

Someone (he couldn’t see who) was on it like a flash.  He felt a hand grab onto his cock, followed by a pair of lips wrapping around it at around mid-shaft.  The hand came free from the base of his shaft and the lips sunk down the rest of the way, taking him down to the hilt.

Emilia climbed down from on top of his face and George lifted his head off the pillow, a mass of red hair now filling his vision as Sophie’s face pressed against his stomach.  Sophie’s cheeks hollowed around the sides of his shaft, taking it in a vice-like grip as she lifted her head up slowly, sucking off the juices that were smeared along the length of his shaft.  She popped him free from between her lips, looking at him with a grin on her face as she spat down onto his cock, jerking it up and down with her hand.

“Get up,” said Sophie.

George did as the redhead told him, hopping up off the mattress as quickly as his weary body would allow. 

“You,” said Sophie, pointing at Nathalie, “lay down.”

“Erm…OK,” said Nathalie, taken aback by Sophie’s tone and the fact she hadn’t used her name.

Nathalie laid out across the mattress and Sophie turned her back to her, crawling back towards the headboard as she moved on top of her friend.  They ended up in a 69 with Sophie’s red hair spilling down over Nathalie’s thighs as she buried her head in between them. 

George understood the brief.  He moved around the side of the bed and climbed back onto the mattress, planting his knees either side of Nathalie’s head as he got in position behind her friend.  George grabbed one of Sophie’s hips, gripping his cock with his remaining hand as she pointed the tip at her pussy.

He pushed forward, steering his cock into Sophie’s pussy.  Sophie moaned into Nathalie’s pussy, putting her tongue to the nub of her clit as George’s cockhead slipped inside her.  George let go of the base of his shaft, gripping her remaining hip as he worked his cock in deeper.  He felt his tip press against her cervix and held it there for several seconds, feeling her pussy tighten around him as Nathalie started licking her clit. 

George drew his cock back slowly, working it back to the ridge of his crown then drilling it straight back forward.  Sophie’s head shot up in an instant, flinging red hair down her back as rammed his cock in deep, bottoming out in her tight pink pussy.  George started thrusting hard, pounding Sophie’s pussy as her muscles kept tightening around him.  A few thrusts in and Sophie dropped her head back down, returning to her duties as best she could as George unleashed a flurry of thrusts, moaning as she took each one. 

Natalie and Emilia appeared either side of her, gazing up at George as they gripped her asscheeks, pulling them apart for him.  Their faces hovered just above her ass, mouths wide open as they waited for him to feed them his cock.  Once again he took the hint.  A few more thrusts into Sophie’s pussy and George pulled his cock back swiftly, gripping the base as he popped it free and guided it towards Emilia’s mouth.

Her lips opened further when she saw him coming, presenting George with a gaping hole to shove his throbbing cock into.  George proceeded to do just that, steering it in as deep as he could, clearing her tonsils in the blink of an eye and pressing against the back of her throat.  She closed her lips around the base of his shaft, sucking his cock as hard as she could as George drew his hips back slowly.  He popped his cockhead from between her lips and returned the tip to Sophie’s pussy, stuffing it back inside her. 

One minute later, he did the same thing, this time giving his cock to Natalie so the blonde could suck it clean.  He kept that up for the next five minutes as he pounded Sophie’s pussy, pulling his cock out at regular intervals and feeding it to one of her friends. 

Pulling his cock out last time, George moved down to the foot of the bed.  George knelt between Nathalie’s thighs, gripping his cock at the base of the shaft as he pointed the tip at her pussy.  He pushed forward, making her moan from underneath Sophie as he sheathed his cock inside her, his stomach pressed against Sophie’s head.  George grabbed onto Nathalie’s thighs and started to ram his cock inside her, his heavy balls swinging back and forth and slapping against her asshole.

Natalie moved as well, kneeling behind Sophie as she poked her tongue out and guided it straight to her ass.  Sophie threw her head back sharply, moaning loudly as Natalie started licking her asshole.  Sophie brought a hand to her mouth, slipping two fingers in between her lips and wetting them both with spit.  Popping them free, she moved them down between Nathalie’s legs, pressing her fingers to the nub of her clit.  Sophie started to rub back and forth, Nathalie’s moans increasing in volume as her pussy tightened around George’s thick cock.

George gave a few more thrusts then drew his cock back out to the tip.  He gripped onto the base of his shaft, prising the tip from Nathalie’s pussy and steering it towards Sophie’s mouth.  Her lips came open when she saw him coming and George steered his cock in between them, grabbing the back of Sophie’s head as he sunk his cock to the base.  He held her there for a couple of seconds then started to pump his hips back and forth.  Sophie kept her grip nice and loose, allowing his cock to plunge in deep.  He could feel his cock getting wetter and wetter, and by the time he pulled back out, George’s shaft was dripping with spit.

He returned his cock to Nathalie’s pussy, steering inside her with barely a push.  He started to drill into Nathalie’s pussy, her grip getting tighter and tighter as Sophie rubbed her clit.

“Fuck!  I’m gonna cum!” she yelled, her voice muffled by Sophie’s ass.

“Yeah, come on, honey,” Sophie encouraged.  “Cum on his fucking cock!”

A few more pumps of George’s hips and Nathalie made good on her promise.  She tightened her grip on Nathalie’s thighs, nails nearly piercing her skin as she screamed from underneath her.  Muscles contracted all over her body, abs flexing as George’s hips kept pumping hard, dicking her through the throes of climax.  One more thrust and she hit her peak, and George buried his cock inside her, feeling her arousal flood his shaft as he sheathed himself to the balls. 

Sophie kept rubbing at Nathalie’s clit, making sure she came for as long as possible.  It worked like a charm, and Nathalie’s muscles kept gripping George tight, to the point that he wondered if he’d get his dick back out again.  Finally her grip on him loosened and George pried his cock from her pussy, his shaft covered with a thick coat of arousal. 

Sophie peeled her tongue from Nathalie’s clit, parting her lips in wait of his cock.  She didn’t have to wait very long.  George gripped his dick at the base, his free hand grabbing her head as he stuffed his cock into her open mouth.  Sophie poked out her tongue, brushing it against the underside as George removed his hand from the base.  He moved both hands to the back of her head, gripping her hair as he started thrusting.  Sophie’s eyes looked up into his, tears beginning to form inside them as George worked his cock in deep, clearing her tonsils with every pass.  Sophie pushed her tongue out further, gagging slightly as the tip touched George’s balls. 

A few more passes and he pulled back slowly, popping his crown from between her lips.  Sophie licked her lips, a grin stretched across her face as she kept her gaze on George.

“How you doin’ there, mate?” the actress asked him.  “Think you’ve got anymore in you?”

George nodded.  His energy was all but drained and his dick was throbbing like it could pop at any second, but he wasn’t gonna turn down an offer like that.

Sophie turned and looked at her friends.  “Ladies, shall we?”

The girls exchanged matching grins and not a further word was spoken as all four moved into position.  George simply stood there and watched as the ladies assembled themselves before him, getting down all fours, one beside the other in a row that spanned the length of the mattress. 

George could hardly believe his eyes.  It was such a heavenly sight that he didn’t even know where to start, and frankly the options were endless.  Did he start on the left or start on the right?  Or start in the middle and work his way out?  The choice was overwhelming. 

After much deliberation, George opted for the former option, starting with Natalie, nearest the headboard.  He moved into position behind her, gripping his cock at the base of the shaft and pointing it at her pussy.  He pressed the tip against Natalie’s slit and pushed his cock inside her.  Natalie moaned as she felt him enter, her pussy stretching around his girth.

George grabbed onto Natalie’s hips, releasing his grip on the base of his shaft as he worked his cock in deeper.  Another push and he was sheathed to the base, his tip pressed against Natalie’s cervix.  He kept it there for several seconds, letting her feel how deep he was before he drew his hips back slowly, working his cock back out to the tip.

He started to ram into Natalie’s pussy, tightening his grip on her hips as he pumped his cock back and forth inside her, going balls deep each time he did so.  The remaining four turned and watched, hollering encouragement as they patiently awaited their turns. 

“Yes, come on, Georgie.  Fuck that pussy,” Emilia said, a grin stretched across her face as she peered back over her shoulder, egging the young man on.

George could already feel himself throbbing, his balls feeling heavy and bloated as they pendulously swung in between his thighs, slapping loudly against Natalie’s clit. 

Natalie turned her head to the side, resting it against the mattress as she reached back in between her legs, putting two fingers to the nub of her clit.  Once she started doing that, Natalie came in a matter of minutes, her pussy tightening around George’s cock as he sheathed himself to the base inside her, keeping it there as her orgasm hit.  Juices gushed from deep inside her, coating every inch of his shaft. 

His cock was pulsing something fierce, threatening to shoot its load into Natalie’s gripping twat.  Looking down the line, he still had three women to go, each one looking more needy than the last.  He waited for her grip to loosen then pried his cock from Natalie’s pussy and continued down the line, moving onto Emilia first, followed by Nathalie straight after her.

He fucked them both for as long as he could, which was a lot longer than he had expected with his dick literally throbbing harder with every passing second.  By the time he reached the end of the line, George’s cock was fit to burst.  He pushed his rod into Sophie’s pussy, managing only a handful of pumps before the ceaseless throbbing in his girthy shaft finally got the better of him.

“Ah, fuck!  I’m gonna cum!” George exclaimed, prying it free from Sophie’s pussy as quick as he possibly could.

The girls moved just as quickly, spinning around to face him as they moved in closer, lining their faces in front of his cock. 

“Mmm, yes!  Cum for us, Georgie!” Emilia exclaimed.

“Yes, come on, George,” Nathalie encouraged.  “We want to feel it all over our faces.”

“Think you’ve got enough for all of us?” Sophie asked him, drawing laughs from all three of her friends.

There wasn’t a doubt in George’s mind, and he knew from how hard his cock was throbbing and how heavy his balls felt as they swung down beneath him, that his impending climax would be the most explosive he had ever achieved.  And for someone who’d spent his entire adolescence hauled up in his bedroom watching Internet porn, that was no small feat.

Natalie reached up and cupped his balls, squeezing them gently as he jerked his pulsing shaft.

“Oh my god, these balls are so fat,” the actress said.  “You gonna empty these nuts for us, Georgie?  You gonna cum all over her faces?”

George couldn’t bring himself to respond.  Even an ‘uh huh’ or a simple nod seemed beyond his capabilities as he jerked his cock like never before, readying himself for the biggest ejaculation in all of his eighteen years.  A few more jerks and out it came, spraying out with so much force that George could barely control it.  The first ropes were a little erratic, shooting out in every direction like he’d lost control of a fireman’s hose.  Some went on Sophie’s face.  More went in Emilia’s hair.  Some even missed their heads completely, shooting up into the air like a rocket and raining back down onto Natalie’s back. 

George managed to regain his composure and his aiming became a bit more precise.  He started to aim at actual targets rather than just firing wildly in all directions.  First he aimed at Nathalie’s face, leaving behind a length streak that stretched from forehead to chin, even messing her curly hair.  Then he recalibrated and fired again, shooting more spunk onto Natalie’s lips and cheek. 

As George searched for his next target, Emilia stuck her tongue out, hoping to get his attention.  It worked like a charm and the last big rope shot out of his dick, stretching from the tip of her tongue, right up to Emilia’s nose.  Finally he pointed his cock at Sophie, pointing his cock at her grinning face as he jerked out whatever was left, peppering her skin in numerous places.

“Wow!” Sophie said as she looked around at her friends, all three as coated as she was.  “Now that was a fucking load!”

To wrap things up, she gripped his cock just below the tip, making George wince in pain as she squeezed his swollen cockhead.  A bead of semen formed in the tip as Sophie’s tongue poked out from her lips, gathering the bob of spunk and pulling it into her mouth. 

George took a look at the women before him, each face more coated than the last.  He couldn’t believe how hard he’d cum, which each woman so covered in spunk it looked like they’d received their own unique facial.  It didn’t look like the work of one man.  Any man, least of all him.  It was, without question, his greatest accomplishment and the urge to grab his phone and snap a little memento picture was almost overwhelming, but somehow he managed to resist.

“So,” said Emilia, licking some cum from her upper lip, “did you enjoy your send off?”

George simply laughed, partly because his exhausted body could barely formulate speech, and partly because such a question didn’t really need a response.  Of course he’d enjoyed it.  It was, without a doubt, the highlight of his life so far and if anything topped it at any point in the future he’d be very, very surprised.

The girls took a shower to wash off the cum, asking George if he wanted to join them.  It was a tempting offer but he chose to decline.  He’d need to rest for the rest of the week before he even thought about anything sexual.  As the ladies piled into the en suite bathroom, George gathered his discarded clothing, dressing himself before leaving the suite.

He returned to his room, opening the door as quietly as possible and slowly creeping inside.  Maisie was already fast asleep which, given that it was now almost 3am, wasn’t exactly surprising.  He moved slowly towards his bed, making as little noise as he could.  He wasn’t too concerned about disturbing her sleep, but if she knew how late he was out, that might raise some invasive questions that George wouldn’t want to answer.  He stripped down to his boxers and climbed into bed, thinking back on the evening one last time, before drifting off to a much needed sleep. 

Maisie woke him the following morning, telling him to hurry or he’d miss his train.  He’d been so distracted the night before that he’d almost forgotten he was heading back home.  He hopped in the shower and Maisie packed his stuff up for him as he washed off the sweat from the night before.  He dried himself quickly and pulled on his clothes, having no time to style his hair or even eat any breakfast as he gave his sister a goodbye hug.

He grabbed his suitcase, hoping that Maisie had packed all his stuff as he raced down to the hotel lobby.  Maisie had booked him a car while he was in the shower and George all but leapt inside it, telling the driver to ‘step on it’, like he was in a cop movie from the 1970s.  He arrived at the station just in time, sprinting to the platform just as his train arrived.  He took a seat, huffing and puffing to catch his breath as he ordered some water from a passing refreshment cart. 

He gazed out the window as the train pulled away, bidding Belfast a fond farewell, and thanking the Lord that he didn’t believe in for gifting him with a famous sister and the opportunity to experience such an amazing adventure.  He’d only been there a matter of days, and his stay had flown by in what felt like hours, but the memories he’d made would stay with him for the rest of his life.

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